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Juvenile Speaker 


FOR 


Boys and Girls 



NEW YORK 

DICK & FITZGERALD 

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DICK’S 


JUVENILE SPEAKER 

FOR 


BOYS AND GIRLS 



CONTAINING 


ORIGINAL AND SELECTED SPEECHES AND 
RECITATIONS FOR YOUNG FOLKS 
AND LITTLE CHILDREN 






NEW YORK 
DICK & FITZGERALD 
18 Ann Street 

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Copyright, 1897, 

By Dick & Fitzgerald. 


CONTENTS. 


PAGE 

Ambitious. 24 

Best Tribute, The. 49 

Beware of the Flatterer. 16 

Birdie’s Secret. 11 

Blue and the Gray, The. 50 

Captain’s Daughter, The. 90 

Christmas Bells. 33 

Contentment. 65 

Cured in a Minute. 59 

Daisy Nurses. 79 

Dandelion . n 

Dolly’s Lesson. 68 

Dolly’s Lessons. 23 

Dolly’s Pocket. 25 

Dolls’ Tea-Party, The . 9 

Don’ts. 52 

Dot Lambs Vot Mary Haf Got. 47 

Duel, The. 4 1 


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CONTENTS. 


PAGE 

Epilogues. I0 > 64 

Farewell to the Farm. 4 ° 

Foreign Lands. 86 

Forgetfulness . 33 

Four Seasons, The. \ . 19 

Game of Tag, A. 7 8 

Good for Evil. 69 

Growing... 74 

Her Name. 19 

How the Flowers Came. 82 

I’m Very Young. 29 

It May Not Be. 61 

Jemima Brown. 43 

King Winter. 64 

Land of Story-Books, The. 27 

Late. 63 

Let it Pass. 87 

Let Little Hands. 37 

Let Us Try to be Happy. 34 

Little Boy’s Troubles, A. 66 

Little by Little. 16 

Little Child, A. 53 

Little Foes of Little Boys. 12 

Little Things. 72 

Luck. 80 

Make-Believe Land. 60 

May-Day. 42 

Mortifying Mistake, A.. 12 

My Little Sister. 51 































CONTENTS. 


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My Neighbor. 54 

My Shadow. 56 

Naming Dolly. 22 

Naughty Doll, The. 82 

Never Break a Promise. 58 

New Moon, The. 18 

Nicest One, The. 85 

One Step at a Time. 74 

Open Secret, An. 37 

Our Flag. 26 

Polly’s Lecture to Dolly. 52 

Prologues.7, 8, 46, 62 

Pumpkin-Pie . 17 

Pussy-Willows. 46 

Puzzling Example, A. 44 

Queer Little House, The. 22 

Sad Accident, A. 14 

Salutatory. 84 

Seasons, The. 38 

Sleep, Soldier, Sleep!. 48 

Smile Whenever You Can. 71 

Somebody. 58 

Speech. For a Little Boy. 55 

School. For a Six-Year-Old. 62 

Street Incident, A. 35 

Throwing Kisses. 28 

“Try” Boys, The. 13 

Two Little Girls I Know. 89 

Vacation Time. 78 































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FACE 

Warning, A. 45 

Watch and Pray. 66 

We Little Boys. 57 

What to Do. 81 

What was It?. 73 

When Ma was Near. 77 

Who’s Afraid in the Dark. 88 

Winter’s Work. 29 










DICK’S 


JUVENILE SPEAKER 

FOR 

BOYS AND GIRLS. 


PROLOGUE. 

FOR A CHILD. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, Girls and Boys: I want 
you to understand that it is not always a fact that the 
biggest people achieve the biggest success. Napo¬ 
leon Bonaparte, the Duke of Wellington, General 
Grant, and others I might mention, were not big men, 
but they were great! 

We boys and girls who propose to entertain ypu 
to-night are as big as Marshall P. Wilder, General 
Tom Thumb, and Major Mite—some of us much 
bigger; they were great in their way, and we see no 
reason why we should not at least try to be great in 
our small way. 

All we need is your encouragement, and your gen¬ 
erous applause whenever you think we deserve it. 

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PROLOGUE. 

FOR A BOY AND A GIRL. 

{They enter , gesticulating , as if quarreling.) 
girl (sings). 

" I don’t want to play in your yard; 

I don’t like you any more ”— 

boy (speaks). 

You are woefully mistaken 
If you think / care a straw. 

You call that singing? 


GIRL. 

Well! suppose I do— 

I’d like to know, sir, what is that to you? 

BOY. 

More than you think, perhaps. Oh! that’s the worst! 
Girls claim the last word, now you want the first. 

GIRL. 

I wanted it, of course, and got it, too— 

You could not help it—so that’s one on you! 

(To audience.) 

Boys are so stupid! So I claim the right 
To bid you welcome, all of you, to-night. 


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We girls are smart, and so it is no wonder, 

When boys are quarrelsome, we steal their thunder. 

BOY. 

I will be heard! You aggravating miss! — 

GIRL. 

Oh! that’s enough! Quick—march—get out of this! 
(Takes Boy by the arm and marches him off the stage.) 


THE DOLLS’ TEA-PARTY. 

Nellie was my eldest doll; 

Her eyes were blue, her waist was small, 
Her hair was long, her cheeks were pink; 
She was a lovely doll, I think. 

One day my Nellie said to me, 

“ Mama, you know I’m nearly three; 

And when my birthday shall have come, 
May I have some friends at home? ” 

So she invited Kitty Bell, 

With Annie Light, and Jane as well, 

And many more, both young and hearty, 
Making up a grand tea-party. 

The cups and saucers were got down, 
And Buzzard sent a cake from town; 
Biscuits and jam, though last, not least, 
All helped to make a birthday feast. 



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The day was warm, the sun was bright, 
And Nellie’s eyes danced with delight, 
When just at four the house-bell sounded, 
And off to greet her friends she bounded. 

Yes, there they were, both one and all, 

And merry laughter filled the hall; 

The tea and toast were soon brought in, 
And then the party did begin. 

Nellie, of course, poured out the tea— 

She did it nicely I could see; 

While nurse and I passed cake or ham, 

The biscuits or the bread and jam. 

Then when the tea was cleared away, 

They danced and sang, had games of play, 
Until the clock struck half-past eight— 
And this for dolls is very late. 

Then all shook hands in friendly glee, 

And each thanked Nellie for the tea; 
Good-night was said, and all agreed 
This was a birthday feast indeed. 


EPILOGUE. 

FOR A TOT. 

I’m only a mite; 

Like the tail of a kite, 



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The last on the program am I. 

But I’m big enough quite 
To wish you good-night, 

And to say to you all, “ Good-by.” 


BIRDIE’S SECRET. 

I know something, but I sha’n’t tell, 

’Cause the mother-bird whispered it just to me, 
What she’d hidden away in the top of the tree. 

I know something, but I sha’n’t tell— 

Of something nice and soft and warm, 

To shelter the darlings from cold and storm. 

I know something, but I sha’n’t tell; 

And by and by, when the birdies are old— 

Oh dear mel I’ve gone and told! 


DANDELION. 

There was a pretty dandelion, 

With lovely fluffy hair, 

That glistened in the sunshine, 

And in the summer air. 

But oh! this pretty dandelion 
Soon grew quite old and gray; 
And, sad to tell! her charming hair 
Blew many miles away. 




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LITTLE FOES OF LITTLE BOYS. 

“ By and by ” is a very bad boy— 

Shun him at once and forever; 

For they who travel with “ By and by ” 

Soon come to the house of “ Never.” 

“ I can’t ” is a mean little coward— 

A boy that is half a man; 

Set on him a plucky wee terrier 

That the world knows and honors—“ I can.” 

“No use in trying”—nonsense! I say. 

Keep trying until you succeed; 

But if you should meet “ I forgot” by the way, 

He’s a cheat and you’d better take heed. 

“ Don’t care ” and “No matter ” boys—they’re a pair, 
And whenever you see the poor dolts 
Say, “Yes, we do care”; and “’Twould be great 
matter 

If our lives should be spoiled by such faults.” 


A MORTIFYING MISTAKE. 

I studied my tables over and over, and backward and 
forward, too; 

But I couldn’t remember six times nine, and I didn’t 
know what to do, 



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Till sister told me to play with my doll and not to 
bother my head. 

“ If you call her * Fifty-four ’ for a while, you’ll learn 
it by heart,” she said. 

So I took my favorite, Mary Ann (though I thought 
'twas a dreadful shame 

To give such a perfectly lovely child such a perfectly 
horrid name), 

And I called her my dear little “ Fifty-four ” a hun¬ 
dred times, till I knew 

The answer of six times nine as well as the answer of 
two times two. 

Next day Elizabeth Wiggles worth, who always acts 
so proud, 

Said, “Six times nine is fifty-two,” and I nearly 
laughed aloud! 

But I wished I hadn’t when teacher said, “ Now, 
Dorothy, tell, if you can,” 

For I thought of my doll and—sakes alive!—I an¬ 
swered —“Mary Ann /” 


THE “TRY” BOYS. 

To-day, as I went down the street, 
I passed my neighbor’s yard, 
Where at a task a little lad 
Was working very hard. 





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He tried and failed, and tried again, 

And every failure met 
With a determined air that said, 

“ I’m bound to conquer yet! ” 

Another boy stood idly by, 

With hands in pockets thrust, 

And watched the little fellow work 
As those that conquer must. 

“ Now what’s the use ? ” he said; “ I’m sure 
You can’t do that, nor I.” 

“ Perhaps I can’t,” the other said, 

“ But anyway, I’ll try!” 

Ah! that’s the spirit, boys, that wins! 

Don’t stand before your work 
With idle hands, afraid of it— 

The victors never shirk. 

Just grapple with the task, my boys; 

You’ll conquer by and by. 

Those always fail who say, “ I can’t,” 

Those win who say, “ I’ll try.” 


A SAD ACCIDENT. 

My darling doll, so young and tender, 
Has come to dreadful harm: 

She fell against the nursery fender 
And broke her waxen arm! 



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These many minutes I have rocked her, 
And tried to give her ease; 

Oh! some one run and fetch a doctor, 
And make him hurry, please! 

Unless she gets it nicely mended, 

I do not see at all 

How she can wear her silks, so splendid, 
At pussy’s birthday ball. 

For all the dolls have been invited, 

And when it came to me, 

I said I should be most delighted, 

And so, I’m sure, would she. 

Last year, when she was vaccinated, 

Her arm was in a sling 

(To be tied up she always hated), 

Poor little patient thing! 

And when from off the shelf she tumbled, 
And cracked her lovely head, 

She was so good, and never grumbled— 

I did all that instead. 

But pussy—Mrs. Mouser Tabby— 

Her inquiries sends; 

Although she’s getting old and crabby, 
She’s nice to all her friends! 

She says, “ Cheer up, and keep her jolly, 
The poor dear invalid! 


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I’ll send my own bath-chair for dolly; 
I really will, indeed! ” 


BEWARE OF TEE FLATTERER. 

A bluebird met a butterfly 
One lovely summer day, 

And sweetly lisped, “ I like your dress— 

It’s very bright and gay.” 

There wasn’t any butterfly 
When bluebird flew away. 

Our black cat met that sly bluebird 
When going for a walk, 

And mewed, “ My charming singing friend, 
Let’s have a quiet talk.” 

There wasn’t any bluebird 
When puss resumed her walk. 


LITTLE BY LITTLE. 

One step and then another, 

And the longest walk is ended; 
One stitch and then another, 

And the largest rent is mended; 
One brick upon another, 




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And the highest wall is made ; 

One flake upon another, 

And the deepest snow is laid. 

So the little coral-workers, 

By their slow but constant motion, 
Have built these pretty islands 
In the distant dark-blue ocean; 

And the noblest undertakings 
Man’s wisdom hath conceived, 

By oft-repeated efforts 

Have been patiently achieved. 

Then do not look disheartened 
O’er the work you have to do, 

And say that such a mighty task 
You never can get through; 

But just endeavor, day by day, 

Another point to gain, 

And soon the mountain which you feared 
Will prove to be a plain. 


PUMPKIN-PIE 

Through sun and shower the pumpkin grew, 

When the days were long and the skies were blue; 
And it felt quite vain when its giant size 
Was such that it carried away the prize 
At the County Fair when the people came; 



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And it wore a ticket and bore a name. 

Alas for the pumpkin’s pride! One day 
A boy and his mother took it away. 

It was pared and sliced, and pounded and stewed, 
And the way it was treated was harsh and rude. 

It was sprinkled with sugar and seasoned with spice ; 
The boy and his mother pronounced it nice. 

It was served in a paste, it was baked and browned, 
And at last on a pantry-shelf was found. 

And on Thursday John and Mary and Mabel 
Will see it on aunty’s laden table. 

For the pumpkin grew ’neath a summer sky 
Just to turn at Thanksgiving into pie. 


THE NEW MOON. 

O mother, how pretty the moon looks to-night! 

She was never so cunning before! 

Her two little horns are so sharp and so bright, 

I hope she’ll not grow any more. 

If I were up there, with you and my friends, 

We’d rock in it nicely, you’d see; 

We’d sit in the middle and hold by both ends— 
Oh, what a bright cradle ’twould be! 

We’d call to the stars to keep out of our way, 

For fear we should rock on their toes; 

And there we would rock till the dawn of the day, 
And see where the pretty moon goes. 

And there we would stay in the beautiful skies, 



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And through the bright clouds we would roam; 
We’d see the sun set, and we’d see the sun rise, 
And on the next rainbow come home. 


HER NAME. 

Such a wee mischievous lassie! — 

It tries one’s patience quite 
To watch the child. She cannot do 
A single thing just right. 

’Tis “ Kitty, don’t say that, dear!” 

“Oh, Kitty, don’t do so!” 

These are the words that greet her 
Wherever she may go. 

When, just at dusk, one evening, 
She climbed upon my knee, 

In playful mood I asked her name: 

“ Why, Kitty, ’course,” said she. 
“Yes, Kitty—but the rest, dear? ” 
She hung her curly head— 

The rogue! —for just a moment; 
Then, “Kitty Don’t!” she said. 


THE FOUR SEASONS. 

FIRST CHILD. 

My name is Spring; I bring warm showers, 
And many a gentle breeze, 




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And crocuses and daffodils, 

And buds on all the trees. 

SECOND CHILD. 

My name is Summer; in my hands 
I bring the sweetest flowers, 

And leafy trees, and long warm days, 
And sunny, golden hours. 

THIRD CHILD. 

My name is Autumn; in my time 
I bring the ripened corn, 

And gayest flowers, and richest fruit, 

. And frosty eve and morn. 

FOURTH CHILD. 

My name is Winter; when I come, 

I lay the plants to sleep, 

And cover them with wind and frost, 
With snowy mantle, deep. 

FIRST CHILD. 

When I draw near, the little lambs 
Begin to bleat and play ; 

And birds begin to sing and build, 
And longer grows the day. 

SECOND CHILD. 

When I draw near, the farmer sends 
His men to cut the grass; 


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O’er all the land the scent of hay 
Blows sweetly as I pass. 

THIRD CHILD. 

When I draw near, to reap the corn 
The merry reapers go; 

The farmer stores his roots and grain 
Before the winter’s snow. 

FOURTH CHILD. 

When I draw near, the fields are bare, 
But fires more brightly burn ; 

And gentle hearts with kindly help 
To poor and needy turn. 

I bring the joyful Christmas-tide— 
The happiest in the year; 

So, spite of all my gloom and cold, 
The children hold me dear. 

ALL. 

We come with ever-varying gifts 
And ever-changing face ; 

But One who never changes sets 
Our duties and our place. 

Not one alone, but all alike, 

We do His blessed will; 

By heat and cold, by sun and shower, 
We seasons serve Him still. 


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THE QUEER LITTLE HOUSE. 

There’s a queer little house, and it stands in the sun. 
When the good mother calls, the children all run. 
While under her roof they are cozy and warm, 

Tho’ the cold wind may whistle and bluster and storm. 

In the daytime this queer little house moves away, 
And the children move after it, happy and gay; 

But it comes back at night, and the children are fed, 
And tucked up to sleep in a soft feather-bed. 

This queer little house has no windows or doors; 

The roof has no shingles, the rooms have no floors; 
No fireplaces, chimneys, nor stoves can you see, 

Yet the children are cozy and warm as can be. 

The story of this funny house is all true; 

I have seen it myself, and I think you have, too. 
You can see it to-day if you watch the old hen 
When her downy wings cover her chickens again. 


NAMING DOLLY. 

(To be spoken by a little girl holding her doll. She 
should touch its forehead , cheeks , and hair as she men¬ 
tions them.) 

My darling dolly is one week old; 

Her forehead is fair and creamy, 

Her cheeks are pink, and her hair is gold, 



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And her eyes are dark and dreamy. 

She’s lovely and sweet as she can be; 

She’s Santa Claus’s own little daughter, 

But she came to me on the Christmas tree. 

How glad I am that he brought her! 

I never am lonely since she came, 

And the only trouble with me is 
That I haven’t been able to find a name 
One half as pretty as she is. 

Mama’s in favor of “ Isabel,” 

And papa says “ Betsy ” or “ Polly ” ; 

And I’ve thought and thought, and maybe—well, 
I guess I shall call her “ Dolly.” 


DOLLY’S LESSONS. 

I want to teach my dolly— 

Her ig’rance is obsurd; 

I really hate to ’fess it, 

But she cannot spell a word. 

Tho’ I give her short ezamples, 
She never gets them done, 

For she doesn’t know her tables 
As far as one times one. 

She pays the best of ’tention, 
And p’r’aps I am too strick, 

But sakes! she tries my patience 
When she studies ’rifm’tic. 



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She’s careless ’bout her writin’— 

She scratches like a hen ; 

And now she’s sprained her thumb so bad 
She cannot hold a pen. 

She ought to have a lib’ary; 

But what would be the use 
To get her books of poickry 

When she can’t read “ Mother Goose ”? 

She must have a ed-ju-ca-tion y 
For her mama’d die of shame 
If dolly should be lost some day, 

When she couldn’t spell her name. 


AMBITIOUS. 

We are busy little bees, 

We are workers one and all, 

We try our teacher dear to please, 
We’re bright although we’re small. 

We must come to school each day, 

If we would wiser grow; 

In the pleasant month of May, 

And through the winter’s snow. 

Day by day and year by year 
We’ll climb the ladder high; 



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We’ll never fail, we need not fear, 
With the motto “We will try.” 

The great wide world before us lies, 
There’s work for us to do; 

If we would win the victor’s prize, 
We must be brave and true. 


DOLLY’S POCKET. 

My dolly is so happy, 

Her eyes are very bright, 

And when there’s no one looking 
She laughs with all her might. 

She’s perfeckly ridic’l’us; 

I’m sure you’d never guess— 

It’s ’cause I put a pocket 
In her pretty gingham dress. 

But I’ve told her that a pocket 
Isn’t made for peanut-shells, 
And she mustn’t get it sticky 
With dates and caramels. 

And if she’s not partic’lar 
To ’member what I say, 

She’ll find on some bright morning 
Her pocket’s flown away. 



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OUR FLAG. 

I came not here to seek for fame, 

Nor add a title to my name ; 

I came not here to idly boast 
About a king or of his host. 

I came not here a tale to tell 
About the mountain or the dell; 

One little word I’d speak to thee 
About the flag of liberty. 

The flag of red, of white and blue, 

Borne by loyal hearts and true; 

Our country’s breastplate, nation’s shield, 
O’er peaceful homes, on battle-field. 

Our fathers bore it, not for fame, 

But for the victory that came; 

They vowed the flag should ever wave, 
Though battle-field should be their grave. 

And thus it stood, through bloody strife, 
An emblem of a nation’s life; 

And thus it stood, still tried and true, 
Our flag of red, of white and blue. 

And still it waves forevermore, 

On sea and land, from shore to shore; 


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A nation’s pride, a nation blessed 
With comfort, peace, and happiness. 

Our noble flag, oh! may it wave 
O’er widow’s home and soldier’s grave; 
Oh! may it deck the soldier’s bier, 

Who gave his life, nor flinched at fear. 

And may our nation, ever free, 

Stand firm for right and liberty; 

Nor bow beneath the conqueror’s rod, 
Protected by a righteous God. 


THE LAHD OF STORY-BOOKS. 

At evening, when the lamp is lit, 

Around the fire my parents sit; 

They sit at home and talk and sing, 

And do not play at anything. 

Now, with my little gun, I crawl 
All in the dark along the wall, 

And follow round the forest track 
Away behind the sofa-back. 

There, in the night, where none can spy, 
All in my hunter’s camp I lie, 

And play at books that I have read 
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These are the hills, these are the woods, 
These are my starry solitudes; 

And there the river by whose brink 
The roaring lions come to drink. 

I see the others far away, 

As if in firelit camp they lay, 

And I, like to an Indian scout, 

Around their party prowled about. 

So, when my nurse comes in for me, 
Home I return across the sea, 

And go to bed with backward looks 
At my dear land of story-books. 


THROWING KISSES. 

FOR A VERY LITTLE GIRL. 

Don’t think, dear friends, that I’m too small 
To fill a place like this; 

I’m big enough to love you all, 

And throw you all a kiss. 

A little word, a look, a smile, 

Will never come amiss; 

Takes but a moment, as you see, 

To throw you all a kiss. 



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It may be that you have at home 
Some boy or little siss, 

Who laughs and peeps, and when you go, 
Throws after you a kiss. 


I’M VERY YOTJNG. 

I’m very young! but what of that? 

You once were young as I; 

And you don’t know what I can do 
Until you see me try. 

I cannot tell you all I know— 

I guess I won’t tell half; 

For if I should I’m very sure 
You’d only sit and laugh. 


WINTER’S WORK. 

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WINTER. 

My name is Winter. My scepter I sway 
When the hours of daylight grow less each day, 
And the sun’s bright rays are losing their glow; 
Then I summon my aids, Wind, Frost, and Snow. 
I am only a name, for all of my work 
Is done by servants who never shirk. 




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Though Springtime may bloom, and Summer be glad, 
The fall of the leaf makes Nature sad. 

Then Winter soon follows and covers the earth 
With snow and with ice, bringing Christmas mirth. 
But, indeed, I have things far better to do 
Than wasting my time in talking to you. 

Come, Wind! I call upon you to recite 
The powers you wield with resistless might. 

WIND. 

When I come from the South on a warm summer’s 
day 

In zephyrs and breezes, I’m only at play; 

But when I am summoned by Winter’s commands, 

I rush from the North over ice-bound lands. 

I chill the whole earth with my withering blast; 

From the trees I scatter the leaves broadcast; 

I whistle and moan through the branches bare; 
Through farm-yards and haystacks I rip and I tear; 
I rattle the windows, I bang the door; 

The chill of my breath through each crevice I pour; 
And with dark clouds gathering as I blow, 

I bring in my train the Frost and the Snow. 

(Winter waves her wand for Frost to appear .) 

FROST. 

I follow the Wind at Winter’s behest 
From my icy home in the far Northwest. 

I come—and the moment I stretch my hand 


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O’er rippling stream and lake and land, 

The earth is frozen, the waters ice-bound, 

And glistening hoar-frost covers the ground. 

If a venturesome farmer to market goes, 

I tingle his ears and I pinch his nose. 

And the ice on the pond is the skater’s delight, 

As he glides with his lass in the pale moonlight. 

I lay the foundation wherever I go 

For my white-winged sister, the beautiful Snow. 

(Winter beckons Snow forward .) 

SNOW. 

If I come with the Wind when it blows a gale, 

I bring fell disaster o’er hill and o’er dale; 

For there’s danger and death in the blizzard’s course, 
And few can withstand its withering force. 

But as beautiful Snow, at Winter’s call 
My feathery flakes must gently fall, 

To clothe the earth with a carpet white. 

Then jingling sleigh-bells to pleasure invite, 

And, spinning along at a spanking rate, 

Many a lover has found his mate. 

Under buffalo-robe his heart grows bold, 

The same old time-honored story is told; 

And by maiden coy and by lover gay 
At every bridge there is toll to pay. 

Thus I add to the joys of those happy times 
When the sleigh-bells join in with the Christmas chimes. 


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CHRISTMAS (to WINTER). 

/need no summons from Winter here, 

For I come in December of every year; 

And surely the Winter might dreary be 
Without Santa Claus and the Christmas tree. 

It may freeze down to zero, the North Wind may- 
blow, 

But it can’t chill the heart at gay Christmas! oh no! 
When the young folks hang up their stockings at night, 
And scarcely can sleep with expectant delight; 

And when friends and relations un te once a year 
For warm Christmas greetings and Christmas good 
cheer. 

That Winter has pleasures I will not deny, 

But they mainly depend on the weather; while I 
(The distinction, I think, we should always remem¬ 
ber)— 

I come sure on the twenty-fifth day of December. 
Though the soft Indian summer sometimes makes 
you wait, 

You may come too early—you can't come too late. 

(To audience.') 

Kind friends, in your judgment I firmly believe; 
Your unanimous verdict I’m sure to receive; 

And I also am sure that your verdict will be— 
Gloomy Winter would be very dull without me. 


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FORGETFULNESS. 

FOR A BOY. 

I’m afraid you will think I am awfully bold, 

But you know that I have to do just what I’m told; 
So I learned a long piece—what it was I forget— 
I’m so nervous and scared, so completely upset. 

Oh! if I could only the subject recall, 

Just one line, and I’m sure I’d remember it all. 

Was it bicycles? No—that subject’s too stale. 

It was not about Jonah who swallowed a whale. 
About girls ? That’s a subject quite needless to men¬ 
tion, 

For we all are aware they are past comprehension. 

Is there no one to prompt me, or lend me the book 
Containing the piece, so I’d just get a look? 

Ah! I know why the subject I could not recall— 
The reason is plain and no wonder at all; 

I’m sorry,—more sorry than words can express,— 
For my subject was all about nothing —no less. 

It might have been more, but it wasn’t, you see; 
’Twas nothing—and that’s what’s the matter with me. 


CHRISTMAS BELLS. 

Hark, the Christmas bells are ringing; 
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Join we in the swelling chorus, 

Borne the vaulted skies along. 

Hear the glad refrain repeated 

From the hilltop, through the glen; 

Wafted on through all the centuries, 
Angels sing, “ Good will to men.” 

Angels still are bending o’er us, 

As on bright Judea’s plain, 

Waiting to repeat the chorus 
Sung by children once again. 

If our lives are sweet and Christ-like, 
They will echo back again, 

Through the open gates of heaven, 

“ Peace on earth, good will to men.” 


LET US TRY TO BE HAPPY. 

Let us try to be happy! 

We may, if we will, 

Find some pleasure in life 
To o’erbalance the ill. 

There was never an evil, 

If well understood, 

But what, rightly managed, 
Would turn to a good. 



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If we were but as ready 
To look to the light 
As we are to sit moping 
Because it is night, 

We should own it a truth, 
Both in word and in deed, 
They who try to be happy 
Are sure to succeed. 


A STREET INCIDENT. 

That leg and arm? ’Twas at Bull Run— 
The second fight—you recollect? 

We gave them lots of red-hot fun, 

And some to spare, sir, I expect. 

In one week more my time was up— 

You see how I was necked. 

Wait till I fix up this machine; 

I’m tired of grinding that old air. 

You see, my chum was young and green, 
And put himself right in my care, 
Though full of fight as any one 
Who slung a musket there. 

And glory—that was all his cry; 

He got it, too; for on that day, 

Ere half the battle had gone by, 



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Face to the front all cold he lay! 

And quite a lucky thing for him 
I often think and say. 

Poor Charley! —Thank you, ma’am.—You see, 
Our fellows made a splendid charge; 

Whiz! then a Minie struck my knee— 

This lump of lead—’taint extra large. 

Just then another took my arm; 

Of course that settled me. 

Some days I wish I’d gone as well! 

To beg one’s way is mighty tough. 

What I’ve been through no tongue can tell; 

Wanting a meal to eat is rough. 

For his politicians Uncle Sam 
Ain’t got berths half enough, 

Let alone his soldiers / This tune takes; 

There’s something in it stirring, grand; 
Somehow the crowd it always wakes; 

No better air was ever planned. 

They don’t forget us, after all— 

God bless that sweet white hand! 

But for this music-box I guess 
I’d have to give it up and die. 

Proud that I served my country? Yes, 

I don’t go back on that—not I! 

Though for the glory of it—well— 

You’re off, old boy? Good-by! 


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AN OPEN SECRET. 

Pussy-willow had a secret that the snowdrops whis¬ 
pered her, 

And she purred it to the south wind while it stroked 
her velvet fur; 

And the south wind hummed it softly to the busy 
honey-bees, 

And they buzzed it to the blossoms on the scarlet 
maple-trees; 

And they dropped it to the wood-brooks, brimming 
full of melted snow, 

And the brooks told robin redbreast as they babbled 
to and fro; 

Little robin could not keep it, so he sang it loud and 
clear 

To the sleepy fields and meadows: “ Wake up! Cheer 
up! Spring is here! ” 


LET LITTLE HANDS. 

Let little hands bring blossoms sweet 
To brave men lying low; 

Let little hearts to soldiers dead 
Their love and honor show. 

We’ll love the flag they loved so well, 
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We’ll love the land for which they fell, 
With soul, and strength, and might 1 


THE SEASONS. 

FIRST CHILD. 

I am the Spring. 

I come with smiles of gladness, with sunshine, and 
with rain. 

I warm the poor, half-frozen earth, and make it young 
again; 

I freshen up the trees and flowers, for how I love 
them all! 

The buds and leaves spring forth again, obedient to 
my call. 

The Spring is always welcome; with its skies serene 
and clear. 

(All the children repeat .) 

Yes, the Spring is very welcome; ’tis the childhood of 
the year. 


SECOND CHILD. 

I am the Summer. 

I come with gayer colors: the fields are fresh and 
green, 

Crops are growing, lovely flowers may everywhere be 
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The birds are singing gaily in the branches overhead ; 

’Neath our feet a carpet flecked with daisies is out¬ 
spread. 

The Summer’s very lovely; buds and blossoms reap¬ 
pear. 

ALL. 

Yes, the Summer’s very lovely; ’tis the girlhood of the 
year. 

THIRD CHILD. 

I am the Autumn. 

I come with good things laden; the orchard and the 
field 

Will, at my gentle bidding, their golden treasures yield; 

The summer sun has ripened all the fruits I held in 
store; 

Then gather them with gladness—next year I’ll bring 
you more. 

And you should love the Autumn, for its fruitfulness 
will cheer. 

ALL. 

Yes, Autumn is its womanhood, the best part of the 
year. 

fourth child. 

I am the Winter. 

I do not come with gladness; my look is sad and cold , 

My colors are all faded, for I am growing old; 


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I have no fruits to offer, but my gift is of the best, 
For Winter is the night-time, when the weary earth 
takes rest. 

Then reverence the Winter, for rest to all is dear. 

ALL. 

Yes, we’ll reverence the Winter; ’tis the old age of the 
year. 


FAREWELL TO THE FARM. 

The coach is at the door at last; 

The eager children, mounting fast, 
And kissing hands, in chorus sing: 

“ Good-by, good-by, to everything!” 

To house and garden, field and lawn, 
The meadow-gates we swung upon, 

To pump and stable, tree and swing, 
Good-by, good-by, to everything! 

And fare you well forevermore, 

O ladder at the hay-loft door; 

O hay-loft where the cobwebs cling, 
Good-by, good-by, to everything! 

Crack goes the whip, and off we go; 
The trees and houses smaller grow; 
Last, round the woody turn we swing: 
Good-by, good-by, to everything! 



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THE DUEL. 

The gingham dog and the calico cat 
Side by side on the table sat; 

’Twas half-past twelve, and what do you think? 
Neither of them had slept a wink! 

And the old Dutch clock and Chinese plate 
Seemed to know, as sure as fate, 

There was going to be an awful spat. 

(I wasn’t there—I simply state 

What was told to me by the Chinese plate.) 

The gingham dog went “ Bow-wow-wow! ” 

And the calico cat replied “ Me-ow!” 

And the air was streaked for an hour or so 
With fragments of gingham and calico, 

While the old Dutch clock in the chimney-place 
Up with its hands before its face, 

For it always dreaded a family row! 

(Now, mind, I’m simply telling you 
What the old Dutch clock declares is true.) 

The Chinese plate looked very blue, 

And wailed, “ Oh dear! what shall we do? ” 

But the gingham dog and the calico cat 
Wallowed this way and tumbled that, 

And utilized every tooth and claw 
In the awfulest way you ever saw— 

And oh! how the gingham and calico flew! 


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(Don’t think that I exaggerate— 

I got my news from the Chinese plate.) 

Next morning where the two had sat 
They found no trace of the dog or cat! 
And some folks think unto this day 
That burglars stole that pair away; 

But the truth about that cat and pup 
Is that they ate each other up— 

Now what do you really think of that? 
(The old Dutch clock, it told me so, 
And that is how I came to know.) 


MAY-DAY. 

The daisies peep from every field, 

And violets sweet their odors yield; 
The purple blossom paints the thorn, 
And streams reflect the blush of mom. 
Then lads and lassies all be gay, 

For this is Nature’s holiday. 

Let lusty labor drop his flail, 

Nor woodman’s hook a tree assail; 

The ox shall cease his neck to bow, 
And Clodden yield to rest the plow. 
Behold the lark in ether float, 

While rapture swells the liquid note. 
What warbles he, with merry cheer? 

M Let love and pleasure rule the year! ” 



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Lo! Sol looks down with radiant eye, 
And throws a smile around the sky; 
Embracing hill and vale and stream, 
And warning nature with his beam. 
Then lads and lassies all be gay, 

For this is Nature’s holiday. 


JEMIMA BROWN. 

Bring her here, my little Alice— 

Poor Jemima Brown! 

Make the little cradle ready, 

Softly lay her down. 

Once she lived in ease and comfort, 
Slept on couch of down; 

Now upon the floor she’s lying— 

Poor Jemima Brown! 

Once she was a lovely dolly, 
Rosy-cheeked and fair, 

With her eyes of brightest azure, 

And her golden hair; 

Now, alas! no hair’s remaining 
On her poor old crown, 

And the crown itself is broken— 

Poor Jemima Brown! 

Once her legs were smooth and comely, 
And her nose was straight; 



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And that arm, now hanging lonely, 
Had, methinks, a mate. 

Ah! she was as finely dressed as 
Any doll in town. 

Now she’s old, forlorn, and ragged— 
Poor Jemima Brown! 

Yet be kind to her, my Alice! 

’Tis no fault of hers 
If her wilful little mistress 
Other dolls prefers. 

Did she pull her pretty hair out? 

Did she break her crown? 

Did she tear her arms and legs off? 
Poor Jemima Brown! 

Little hands that did the mischief, 
You must do your best 
Now to give the poor old dolly 
Comfortable rest. 

So we’ll make the cradle ready, 

And we’ll lay her down, 

And we’ll ask papa to mend her— 
Poor Jemima Brown! 


A PUZZLING EXAMPLE. 

Dot is five and Jack is ten; 
She’s just half as old as he. 



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When she’s ten, why, Jack will be 
Only one third more than she. 

When Jack’s twenty she’ll be then 
Just three fourths as old as he. 

Now Dot’s puzzled—don’t you see?— 
To know just how long it will be 
Till she’s as old as brother Jack, 

Who now is twice as old as she. 


A WARNING. 

Tommy didn’t see the use 
Of learning how to spell; 

He didn’t want to understand 
How to figure well. 

He declared geography 
And grammar were a bore; 

Reading and writing, too, were things 
He hated to the core. 

When examination came 
It was shown at once, 

By the marks that he received, 
Tommy was a dunce. 

Then, I tell you, Tommy wished 
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And that he had been wise enough 
To sandwich play with work. 

Take a warning, little dears; 

Remember this—if you 
Would really enjoy your play, 

That you must study too. 


PUSSY-WILLOWS. 

Baby Tommy stroked them gently, 
All his tiny arms could hold. 

" Cuddle close to me,” he whispered; 
" Dear tree-kittens must be cold.” 

“ Tree-tops are no place for kitties; 

How you came there? Oh, I seel 
*Twas that hateful old dog, Violet, 
Scared you up into the tree.” 


PROLOGUE. 

FOR A CHILD. 

There’s been a deal of rivalry 
To be the first to greet you; 

I got the inside track, you see, 
To say we’re glad to meet you. 




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And if you think I’m rather small 
To be the first to greet you, 

No one could be, though twice as tail. 
More glad than I to meet you. 

I won’t detain you longer now; 

I’m only here to greet you, 

And tell you, as I make my bow, 
How glad we’re all to meet you. 


DOT LAMBS VOT MARY HAF GOT. 

Mary haf got a leetle lambs already, 

Dose vool vas vite like shnow ; 

Und every times dot Mary did vend oud, 

Dot lambs vent also oud vid Mary. 

Dot lambs dit follow Mary von day of her school- 
house, 

Vich vas obbosition to der rules of der schoolmaster. 

Also, vich it dit cause dose schillen to schmile oud 
loud 

Ven dey dit saw dose lambs on der insides of der 
school-house. 

Und zo dot schoolmaster did kick dot lambs quick 
oud; 

Likewise dot lambs dit loaf around on der outsides, 



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Und dit shoo der flies mit his tail off patiently aboud 
Until Mary dit come also from dot school-house oud. 

Und den dot lambs dit run right avay quick to Mary, 
Und dit make his het on Mary’s arms, 

Like he vould zaid, “ I dond vas schkared; 

Mary vould keep from droubbles enahow.” 

“Vot vas der reason about it, of dot lambs und 
Mary? ” 

Dose schillen dit ask it, dot schoolmaster; 

“ Veil, doand you know it, dot Mary lov dose lambs 
already? ” 

Dot schoolmaster did zaid. 

MORAL. 

Und zo, also, dot moral vas, 

Boud Mary’s lamb’s relations: 

Of you lofe dose like she lofe dose, 

Dot lambs vas oonder obligations. 


SLEEP, SOLDIER, SLEEP! 

Sleep, soldier, sleep! 

Thy work is o’er; 

No more the bugle calls, “To arms!” 

Dream on beneath thy tent of green. 
Sleep, soldier, sleep! free from alarms. 



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Peace smiles upon our goodly land, 

The war-cry is no longer heard, 

And fields where once the battle raged 
Now echo with the song of bird. 

Rest, soldier, rest! while we to-day 

Bring fragrant flowers with reverent tread, 
To deck the graves of those we love, 

A tribute to our honored dead. 

Sleep, soldier, sleep! 

Thy work is o’er; 

Sleep on, and rest, free from all care, 

While we our gratitude express, 

With blossoms sweet and garlands fair. 


THE BEST TRIBUTE. 

My grandpa was a soldier. They tell about the day 

He said his very last good-by, and bravely marched 
away 

With flying flags, and bayonets all gleaming in the 
sun. 

They never saw him marching back when all the war 
was done. 

They brought him here and laid him where I can 
always bring 

The very brightest flowers that blossom in the spring. 



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But sweeter far than flowers, as every one will tell, 

Is the memory of the soldiers who loved their coun¬ 
try well. 

I wish I could be like him—to try with all my might 
And do my loyal service for honor and for right, 
And victory and glory! But children now, you 
know, 

Have never any chance at all to war against a foe. 

And as I think upon it, the best that we can do 
To show our love and honor for a hero brave and 
true 

Is to resolve together, here standing by his grave, 

To live our very noblest in the land he died to save. 


THE BLUE AND THE GRAY. 

They sat together, side by side, 

In the shade of an orange-tree; 

One had followed the flag of Grant, 

The other had fought with Lee. 

The boy in blue had an empty sleeve, 

A crutch had the boy in gray; 

They talked of the long and weary march; 
They talked of the bloody fray. 



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“ My chief is dead,” the Johnny said— 

“ A leader brave was he; 

And sheathed fore’er at Lexington 
Doth hang the sword of Lee.” 

“ My leader lives,”—the boy in blue 
Spoke low and with a sigh,— 

“ But all the country waits in fear 
That he to-day may die.” 

“ God bless our Grant! ” the vet’ran said, 
And dropped a tear, and then 

In heartfelt tones the answer came, 

For the rebel said, “Amen.” 


MY LITTLE SISTEE. 

Have you seen my sister dear? 

She is so sweet and fair; 

She has two lovely soft blue eyes, 
And curly golden hair. 

Two rosy little pouting lips, 

Which oft are press’d to mine, 
When parted show two rows of teeth, 
And white as pearls they shine. 

She plays all day, and trots about 
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She never looks the least bit cross, 

But always good and sweet. 

She likes to sit upon the floor, 

And have her toys all round; 

And comes with two full hands to show 
The pretty things she’s found. 

But when at night her prayers are said, 
She to my arms will creep, 

When two lids gently close her eyes, 
And baby falls asleep. 

But two small ears are quick to hear 
The slightest sound I make, 

So if I do but say her name 
My sister is awake. 


POLLY’S LECTURE TO DOLLY. 

subject: don’ts. 

Don’t think too much of finery— 
I’ve heard (p’r’aps so have you) 
That isn’t what makes pretty girls, 
But what they think and do. 

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I don’t suppose that’s needed, though, 
To make the nicest men! 

Don’t disrespect your elders— 

Well, I s’pose that means me, 

And mama—she’s your grandma; 

She must be, don’t you see! 

Don’t get your dress all dirty; 

Remember it’s hard work 
To keep you neat and tidy. 

And, Dolly, don’t, don't shirk! 

Don’t do lots and lots of things 
I can’t remember here, 

For if you do you’ll never be 
A little lady, dear. 

But since you’re only Dolly, 

And don’t know what I say, 

To remember all the don’ts myself 
I think the wisest way! 


A LITTLE CHILD. 

Down from the hill, up from the glen, 

With waving flags and warlike din, 

They rushed—two troops of mounted men— 



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The boys in blue, the boys in gray; 

And they had almost met that day, 

When lo! a child stood in the way. 

Its hands were filled with flowers; its eyes, 
As clear and soft as summer skies, 

Were opened wide with grave surprise. 

Upon the pretty baby head 
The sun a golden blessing shed. 

“ I want mama,” the sweet voice said. 

Both captains shouted “ Halt! ” The men 
Reined in their eager steeds, and then 
The blue leaped down and up again. 

And, galloping like mad, he bore 
The child he grasped a mile or more 
Back to its mother’s cottage door. 

Loud rose the cheers from blue and gray, 
As smilingly they turned away; 

There was no battle fought that day! 


MY NEIGHBOR. 


My neighbor met me on the street; 

She dropped a word of greeting gay; 



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Her look so bright, her tone so sweet, 

I stepped to music all that day. 

The cares that tugged at heart and brain, 

The work too heavy for my hand, 

The ceaseless underbeat of pain, 

The tasks I could not understand, 

Grew lighter as I walked along 
With air and step of liberty, 

Freed by the sudden lift of song, 

That filled the world with cheer for me. 

Yet was this all: A woman wise, 

Her life enriched by many a year, 

Had faced me with her brave, true eyes, 

Passed on, and said, “ Good-morning, dear.” 


SPEECH. 

FOR A LITTLE BOY. 

Here I am, most four feet high; 

I’m brimming full of fun; 

I dance and whistle, laugh and sing, 
And hop, and skip, and run. 

I guess I bother big folks some 
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But then, remember, gentlefolks, 

There is some work in me. 

Five days each week I go to school; 

I’m very busy there; 

And then of chores and errands, too, 

I always have my share. 

So please don’t scold me when I play, 
Although I make some noise; 

It’s hard to be so full of fun, 

And still be quiet boys. 

I am a little boy, you see; 

I never spoke before; 

But if you’ll listen to me now 
I’ll tell you one thing more. 

I’ll tell you what I mean to be 
When I am grown a man : 

I’ll keep the store where letters come— 
I’ll be the post-office man. 


MY SHADOW. 

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, 
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. 
He is very, very like me, from the heels up to the 
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And I see him jump before me when I jump into my 
bed. 

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to 
grow— 

Not at all like proper children, which is always very 
slow; 

For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rub¬ 
ber ball, 

And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of 
him at all. 

One morning very early, before the sun was up, 

I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; 

But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepyhead, 

Had stayed at home behind me, and was fast asleep 
in bed. 


WE LITTLE BOYS. 

If older boys can make a speech, 

We little boys can, too; 

And though we do not say so much, 
Yet we’ve a word for you. 

This world is large and full of room; 

There is a place for all— 

The rich, the poor, the wise, the good, 
The large as well as small. 

So give the little ones a chance 
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And shun us not because we’re small, 
For little boys will grow. 


NEVER BREAK A PROMISE. 

If you want to be respected, 

And to gather many a friend, 
There’s a simple rule to follow, 

That will bring the wished-for end. 
It is this: Be very careful 

How your promises you make; 
And a promise, once ’tis given, 
Never, never, never break! 

Keep engagements to the letter; 

Let this praise to you belong: 

“ Oh, his word is just as binding 
As would be his legal bond! ” 

Thus your name will e’er be honored 
Everywhere it may be heard, 

If you never break a promise, 

And you always keep your word. 


SOMEBODY. 

Somebody loves her little bed, 

And comes down late, does Somebody; 




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And pouts when granny shakes her head— 
Ah! who is Somebody? 

Somebody loves to talk in school, 

Ah! so does Somebody; 

And cries when punished for breaking rule— 
Ah! who is Somebody? 

Somebody loves her own little way, 

And when she can’t have it, Somebody 
Sometimes is cross the whole of the day— 
Ah! do you know Somebody? 


CURED IK A MINUTE. 

Baby Bunting tumbled down— 

Didn’t break her curly crown, 

Only scratched her round pink arm— 
That was really all the harm. 

Sis was sitting down close by, 

Just as she began to cry; 

Picked up baby where she fell, 

Kissed the place, and made it well! 

Baby Bunting laughed instead; 

Kisses tickle so, she said. 

Sis, to quite complete the cure, 

Gave three more to make it sure! 



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“Well, I never!” said the bird; 
“That’s a fine cure, on my word!” 
But most things that seem amiss 
Can be mended—with a kiss! 


MAKE-BELIEVE LAND. 

I know of a dear, delightful land 
Which is not so far away 

That we may not sail to its sunlit strand, 

No matter how short the day; 

Ah! there the skies are always blue, 

And hearts forget to grieve, 

For there’s never a dream but must come true 
In the Land of Make-Believe. 

There every laddie becomes a knight, 

And a fairy queen each lass; 

And lips learn laughter, and eyes grow bright 
As the dewdrops in the grass; 

For there’s nothing beautiful, brave, and bold 
That one may not achieve 

If he once sets foot on the sands of gold 
Of the Land of Make-Believe. 

So spread the sails and away we go 
Light-winged through the fairy straits; 

For the west winds steadily, swiftly blow, 

And the wonderful harbor waits. 



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On our prow the foam-flecks glance and gleam, 
While we sail from morn till eve, 

All bound for the shores of the children’s dream 
Of the Land of Make-Believe. 


IT HAY NOT BE. 

It may not be our lot to wield 
The sickle in the ripened field; 

Nor ours to hear on summer eves 
The reapers’ song among the sheaves. 

Yet where our duty’s task is wrought 
In unison with God’s great thought, 
The near and future blend in one, 

And whatsoe’er is willed is done. 

And ours the grateful service whence 
Comes day by day the recompense; 
The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed, 
The fountain and the noonday shade. 

And were this life the utmost span, 

The only end and aim of man, 

Better the toil of fields like these 
Than waking dreams and slothful ease. 

But life, though falling like our grain, 
Like that revives and swings again! 



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And early called, how blest are they 
Who wait in heaven their harvest-day! 


SCHOOL. 

FOR A SIX-YEAR-OLD. 

When Joe, and Kate, and Dick, and Belle, 
Started to school last fall, 

I cried to go, and papa said 
He thought I was too small. 

I begged so hard, at last he said, 

“ Well, you can go to-day ; 

For after this, I'm very sure, 

At home you’ll want to stay.” 

But I’m not tired yet, and you 
Can judge now by my looks 

That though I am but six years old, 

I like my school and books. 


PROLOGUE. 

When builders start a house to build, 
First the foundation-walls are filled 
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All risk of failure, or perhaps 
The house from premature collapse 
Of walls and beams and lath and plaster, 
And end in ruin and disaster. 

We, in our way, are builders too, 

For all our hopes are built on you— 

We hope to gain your approbation, 

And thus secure a sound foundation 
For building up complete success; 

We can’t do more—we won’t do less. 


LATE. 

The minute-hand points to the quarter, 

And Jennie is there at the gate; 

The clock is too fast, I am certain— 

It always is fast when I’m late. 

There! Jennie has gone on without me; 
Mean thing! pray, why couldn’t she wait? 

Has any one seen my examples? 

Please, mother, help look for my slate. 

I wonder who last had the shoe-hook? 

My pencil has dropped in the grate! 

How everything hinders a person, 

So sure as a person is late! 



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KING WINTER. 

Now in his crystal palace, 

Far in the frozen north, 

King Winter blows his bugle 
And sends his couriers forth. 

They rush, a mighty army, 

In fleecy garments dressed, 

And every hill and valley 

They claim, from east to west. 

They hang their icy pennons 
On shrub and bush and tree; 

They spread a snowy carpet 
Far as the eye can see. 

And under this soft carpet 

The flowers will sleep till spring; 

So let us warmly welcome 

The snowflakes and their king! 


EPILOGUE. 

Dear friends, before you go away 
A parting word I want to say: 

We’re glad to know we’ve given you cause 
To favor us with your applause. 



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It takes much work and watchful care 
A tasteful banquet to prepare— 

Green peas to shell, and eggs to beat, 
Turkey to roast, and tender meat— 

More things to think of than I’m able, 
To set and decorate the table. 

It needs more trouble to prepare 
An intellectual bill of fare, 

And serve it up in proper style, 

And try to make it worth your while 
To give us—all we dare to* ask— 

Due credit for our arduous task. 

Have we succeeded? Is it true? 

The proof, dear friends, we leave to you. 


CONTENTMENT. 

A kitten has no work to do; 

It frisks about all day. 

But she can’t write, as I can; 
All she can do is play. 

A birdie has no work to do; 

He flies from tree to tree. 
But he can’t read, as I can, 
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I’m glad I’m not a kitten, 
And I wouldn’t be a bird, 
For if I changed with either, 
I shouldn’t know a word. 


WATCH AND PRAY. 

Watch and pray! fast fades the day, 
And night will soon be here; 

The end of all things is at hand, 

And Jesus will appear. 

Watch and pray! fast fades the day, 
And what a long, long night 

For those who cannot meet their Lord 
With feelings of delight! 

Watch and pray! say, children, say, 
Are you prepared for home? 

And can you cry, with voice of joy, 
“Oh, come, Lord Jesus, come!” 


A LITTLE BOY’S TROUBLES. 

I thought, when I’d learned my letters, 
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But I find myself much mistaken— 

They only have just begun. 

Learning to read was awful, 

But nothing like learning to write; 

I'd be sorry to have you tell it, 

But my copy-book is a sight! 

The ink gets over my fingers; 

The pen cuts all sorts of shines, 

And won’t do at all as I bid it; 

The letters won’t stay on the lines, 

But go up and down and all over, 

As though they were dancing a jig; 

They are there in all shapes and sizes— 
Medium, little, and big. 

The tails of the g 's are so contrary; 

The handles get on the wrong side 
Of the (Ts and the £’s and the /$’s, 

Though I’ve certainly tried and tried 
To make them just right. It is dreadful; 

I really don’t know what to do; 

I’m getting almost distracted— 

My teacher says she is, too. 

There’d be some comfort in learning 
If one could get through; instead 
Of that, there are books awaiting 
Quite enough to craze my head. 


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There’s the multiplication-table, 
And grammar, and—oh, dear me 
There’s no good place for stopping 
When one has begun, I see. 

My teacher says, little by little 
To the mountain-top we climb; 
It isn’t all done in a minute, 

But only a step at a time. 

She says that all the scholars, 

All the wise and learned men, 
Had each to begin as I do— 

If that’s so, where’s my pen? 


DOLLY’S LESSON. 

Come here, you nignoramus! 

I’m ’shamed to have to ’fess 
You don’t know any letter 
’Cept just your cookie S. 

Now listen, and I’ll tell you: 

This round hole’s name is O; 
And when you put a tail in, 

It makes Q, you know. 

And if it has a front door 
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Then make a seat right here 
To sit on, and it’s G. 

And this tall letter, dolly, 

Is I, and stands for me; 

And when it puts a hat on, 

It makes a cup o’ T. 

And curly I is J, dear, 

And half of B is P; 

And E without his slippers on 
Is only F, you see! 

You turn A upside downward, 
And people call it V; 

And if it’s twins, like this one, 

W ’twill be. 

Now, dolly, when you learn ’em, 
You’ll know a great big heap— 

Most much’s I —O dolly! 

I b’lieve you’ve gone asleep! 


GOOD FOR EVIL. 

FOR A GIRL AND A BOY. 
BOY. 

There was a maiden simple, 
And she had a little dimple, 



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Which was very much developed by a smile; 
This fact she knew quite well, 

And the truth I’m bound to tell— 

That this little maid kept smiling all the while. 

GIRL. 

There was a little fellow 
Who used to yell and bellow 
When the things he wished he found he could 
not get; 

And he played the same old tune 
When he cried to get the moon, 

And I do believe he’d bellow for it yet. 

BOY. 

Not I! I never cry— 

You know that as well as I, 

Little teaser! Won’t you give me just one kiss? 

GIRL. 

You’ll get it just as soon 
As your yelling gets the moon; 

But instead, you silly fellow, just take— this! 

(Slaps his face.) 

BOY. 

Indeed, that’s not quite civil, 

But I’ll render good for evil; 

I forgive you, miss, for treating me like this. 


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I’m sure you understand 
When I kiss your little hand (kisses it )— 
Little ladies such an act don’t take amiss. 

GIRL. 

You make me feel so meek 
That I offer you my cheek 
To pay me back the slap you got just now. 

(boy kisses her cheek). 

You are indeed quite civil, 

Thus returning good for evil; 

That is better than a slap, I must allow. 


SMILE WHENEVER YOU CAN. 

When things don’t go to suit you, 
And the world seems upside down, 
Don’t waste your time in fretting, 

But drive away that frown; 

Since life is oft perplexing, 

’Tis much the wiser plan 
To bear all trials bravely, 

And smile whene’er you can. 

Why should you dread to-morrow, 
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For when you borrow trouble 
You always have to pay. 

It is a good old maxim, 

Which should be often preached— 
Don’t cross the bridge before you 
Until the bridge is reached. 


LITTLE THINGS. 

It was only a little thing for Nell 
To brighten the kitchen fire, 

To spread the cloth, to draw the tea, 
As her mother might desire— 

A little thing; but her mother smiled, 
And banished all her care, 

And a day that was sad 
Closed bright and glad 
With a song of praise and prayer. 

’Twas only a little thing to do 
For a sturdy lad like Ned 
To groom the horse, to milk the cow, 
And bring the wood from the shed; 
But his father was glad to find at night 
The chores were all well done. 

“ I am thankful,” said he, 

“ As I can be 

For the gift of such a son.” 



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Only small things, but they brighten the life 
Or shadow it with care ; 

But little things, but they mold a life 
For joy or sad despair; 

But little things, yet life’s best prize, 

The reward which labor brings, 

Comes to him who uses, 

And not abuses, 

The power of little things. 


WHAT WAS IT? 

Guess what he had in his pocket! 

Marbles and tops and sundry toys 
Such as always belong to boys, 

A bitter apple, a leather ball? 

Not at all. 

What did he have in his pocket? 

A bubble-pipe and a rusty screw, 

A brassy watch-key broken in two, 

A fish-hook in a tangle of string? 

No such thing. 

What did he have in his pocket ? 

Gingerbread crumbs, a whistle he made, 
Buttons, a knife with a broken blade, 

A nail or two, and a rubber gun? 
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What did he have in his pocket? 

Before he knew, it slyly crept 
Under the treasures carefully kept, 

And away they all of them quickly stole— 
’Twas a hole. 


GROWING. 

A little rain, and a little sun, 

And a little pearly dew, 

And a pushing up and a reaching out, 
Then leaves and tendrils all about; 

Ah, that’s the way the flowers grow, 
Don’t you know? 

A little work, and a little play, 

And lots of quiet sleep, 

A cheerful heart and a sunny face, 

And lessons learned, and things in place; 
Ah, that’s the way the children grow, 
Don’t you know? 


ONE STEP AT A TIME. 

There’s a mine of comfort for you and me 
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We were tenderly taught at the mother’s knee 
In happy days of youth. 

It is, what if the road be long and steep, 

And we too weak to climb, 

Or what though the darkness gather deep? 

We take one step at a time. 

A single step, and again a step, 

Until by safe degrees, 

The milestones passed, we win at last 
Home, when the King shall please. 

And the strangest thing is often this: 

That the briery, tangled spots 
Which cumber our feet should be thick and sweet 
With our Lord’s forget-me-nots. 

It matters little the pace we take, 

If we journey sturdily on, 

With the burden-bearer’s steady gait, 

Till the day’s last hour is gone; 

Or if, with the dancing foot of the child 
Or the halting step of age, 

We keep the goal in the eye of the soul 
Through the years of our pilgrimage. 

And yet, in the tramp of appointed days, 

This thing must sometimes be: 

That we falter and pause and bewildered gaze, 
For the road has led to the sea; 


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And the foeman’s tread is on our track, 

As once on the booming coast 
Where the children of Israel, looking back, 
Saw Pharaoh’s threatening host. 

Tnen clear from the skies our leader’s voice 
“ Go forward! ” bids us dare, 

Whatever we meet, with fearless feet 
And the might of trustful prayer. 

So, ever advancing day by day 
In the Master’s strength sublime, 

Even the lame shall take the prey, 

Marching one step at a time. 

And what of the hours when, hand and foot, 
We are bound and laid aside, 

With the fevered vein and the throbbing pain, 
And the world at its low ebb-tide? 

And what of our day of the broken heart, 
When all that eyes can see 
Is the vacant space where the vanished face 
Of our darling used to be ? 

Then, waiting and watching and almost spent, 
Comes peace from the Lord’s own hand, 

In His blessed will, if we rest content, 

Though we cannot understand. 

And we gather anew our courage and hope, 
For the road so rough to climb; 


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With trial and peril we well may cope 
One single step at a time. 


WHEN MA WAS NEAR. 

I didn’t have one bit o’ fear 
’Bout nuthin’ ’tall when ma was near; 

The clouds could bank up in the sky, 

Or ’fore the wind in white streaks fly, 

But somehow ’nuther I didn’t kear 
A snap for them—when ma was near. 

Goblins that sneak at night to skeer 
Us little folks—when ma was near 
Jes fairly flew, and wouldn’t stay 
Round there one bit, but runned away, 
An’ didn’t seem to be one bit queer— 
They couldn’t help it, when ma was near. 

It wasn’t bad to be sick, where 
You felt the joy that ma was near; 

The throbs o’ pain couldn’t stay much 
Under the cooling of her touch, 

But seemed to stand in mortal fear 
Of ever’thing, when ma was near. 



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A GAME OF TAG. 

A grasshopper once had a game of tag 
With some crickets that lived near by, 

When he stubbed his toe, and over he went, 

In the twinkling of an eye. 

Then the crickets leaned up against a fence 
And laughed till their sides were sore; 

But the grasshopper said, “You are laughing 
at me, 

And I sha’n’t play any more.” 

So off he went, tho’ he wanted to stay, 

For he was not hurt by his fall; 

And the gay little crickets went on with the game, 
And never missed him at all. 

A bright-eyed squirrel called out as he passed, 
Swinging from a tree by his toes, 

“What a foolish fellow that grasshopper is! 
Why, he’s bit off his own little nose.” 


VACATION TIME. 


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The books that hold the fractions 
And the books that tell the dates, 

The crayons and the blackboards, 

And the maps upon the wall, 

Must all be glad together, 

For they won’t be used till Fall. 

They’ve had to work like beavers 
To help the children learn; 

And if they want a little rest, 

It surely is their turn. 

They shut their leaves with pleasure— 
The dear old lesson-books; 

And the crayons and the blackboards 
Put on delighted looks. 

So, children, just remember, 

When you are gone away, 

Your poor old slates and pencils 
Are keeping holiday. 

The grammars and the spellers 
Are as proud as proud can be 
When the boys forsake the school-room, 
And the teacher turns the key. 


DAISY NURSES. 

The daisies white are nursery-maids, 
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And daisy buds are little babes 
They tend upon their laps. 

Sing “ Heigh-ho ” while the wind sweeps low, 
Wind sweeps low, wind sweeps low, 

Sing “ Heigh-ho ” while the wind sweeps low; 
Both nurses and babies are nodding just so. 

The daisy babies never cry, 

The nurses never scold ; 

They never crush the dainty frills 
About their cheeks of gold. 

Prim and white in the gay sunlight, 

Gay sunlight, gay sunlight, 

Prim and white in the gay sunlight, 

They’re nid, nid, nodding—oh, pretty sight! 

The daisies love the golden sun 
Up in the clear June sky; 

He gazes kindly down at them 
And winks his jolly eye. 

Soft and slow all in a row, 

In a row, in a row, 

Soft and slow all in a row, 

Both nurses and babies are nodding just so. 


LUCK. 

The boy who’s always wishing 
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But never tries his mettle, 

Is the boy that’s bound to see 
His plans all come to failure, 

His hopes end in defeat; 

For that’s what comes when wishing 
And working fail to meet. 

The boy who wishes this thing 
Or that thing with a will 
That spurs him on to action, 

And keeps him trying still 
When efforts meet with failure, 

Will some day surely win; 

For he works out what he wishes, 
And that’s where “ luck ” comes in 

The “ luck ” that I believe in 
Is that which comes with work, 
And no one ever finds it 

Who’s content to wish and shirk. 
The men the world calls “ lucky ” 
Will tell you, every one, 

That success comes, not by wishing, 
But by hard work bravely done. 


WHAT TO DO. 

In the morning of our life, 
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Ere we meet with sin and strife, 
Walk we in wisdom’s ways. 

Truth shall be our guiding star, 
Shining bright above; 

Naught our peace and joy can mar 
If we walk in love. 

Loving words to all we speak, 
Friendship sweet we ever prize; 
Kindly deeds to do we seek, 

For each moment quickly flies. 


HOW THE FLOWERS CAME. 

I think that an angel, when nobody knew, 

With a window pushed up very high, 

Let some of the seeds of the flowers fall through 
From the gardens they have in the sky. 

For they couldn’t think here of lilies so white, 
And such beautiful roses, I know; 

But I wonder, when falling from such a height, 
The dear little seeds should grow! 


THE NAUGHTY DOLL. 

My dolly is a dreadful care! 
Her name is Miss Amandy; 




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I dress her up and curl her hair, 

And feed her taffy candy. 

Yet, heedless of the pleading voice 
Of her devoted mother, 

She will not wed her mother’s choice, 

But says she’ll wed another. 

I’d have her wed the china vase— 

There is no Dresden rarer; 

You might go searching every place 
And never find a fairer. 

He is a gentle, pinkish youth— 

Of that there’s no denying; 

Yet when I speak of him, forsooth, 
Amandy falls to crying! 

She loves the drum,—that’s very plain,— 
And scorns the vase so clever; 

And, weeping, vows she will remain 
A spinster doll forever! 

The protestations of the drum, 

I am convinced, are hollow ; 

When once distressing times should come, 
How soon would ruin follow! 

Yet all in vain the Dresden boy 
From yonder mantel woos her; 

A mania for that vulgar toy, 

The noisy drum, imbues her! 


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In vain I wheel her to and fro 
And reason with her mildly; 

Her waxen tears in torrents flow, 
Her sawdust heart beats wildly. 

I’m sure that when I’m big and tall, 
And wear long, trailing dresses, 

I sha’n’t encourage beaus at all 
Till mama acquiesces; 

Our choice will be a suitor then 
As pretty as this vase is; 

Oh, how we’ll hate the noisy men 
With whiskers on their faces! 


SALUTATORY. 

Our program we have put in print, 

To give you all a friendly hint 
Of what we each intend to do 
Before the exhibition’s through. 

The boys are dressed in Sunday suits, 
With buttons bright and polished boots; 
And all the girls are decked so fine 
That some of them look quite divine. 

But you must not by this suppose 
We’ve thought of nothing but our clothes 
For some of us have studied well, 

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And now, before I go away, 

There is one thing I wish to say: 
We’ve studied hard for many days 
Our speeches, dialogues, and plays; 

If we should fail to act them well, 
When people ask you —please don't telL 


THE NICEST ONE. 

I’ve got the dearest dolly, 

And her name is Sally Poll. 

She used to be a clothes-pin 
’Fore she got to be a doll. 

Aunt Maggie made her for me 

When I had the whooping-cough; 

And she marked her face with charcoal, 
But it’s almost all come off. 

Her dress is only gingham, 

And she hasn’t any hair; 

She ain’t a truly beauty, 

But I tell her not to care; 

For I’ve got a great big family 
Of dollies, large and small, 

And Sally Polly Clothes-pin is 
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FOREIGN LANDS. 

Up into the cherry-tree 

Who should climb but little me? 

I held the trunk with both my hands 
And looked abroad on foreign lands. 

I saw the next-door garden lie, 
Adorned with flowers, before my eye, 
And many pleasant places more 
That I had never seen before. 

I saw the dimpling river pass 
And be the sky’s blue looking-glass; 
The dusty roads go up and down, 
With people trampling in to town. 

If I could find a higher tree, 

Farther and farther I should see, 

To where the grown-up river slips 
Into the sea among the ships; 

To where the roads on either hand 
Lead onward into fairy-land, 

Where all the children dine at five, 
And all the playthings come alive. 


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LET IT PASS. 

Be not swift to take offense; 

Let it pass! 

Anger is a foe to sense; 

Let it pass! 

Brood not darkly o’er a wrong 
Which will disappear ere long; 
Rather sing this cheery song— 

Let it pass! 

Strife corrodes the purest mind; 

Let it pass! 

As the unregarded wind 
Let it pass! 

Any vulgar souls that live 
May condemn without reprieve: 

Tis the noble who forgive; 

Let it pass! 

Echo not an angry word; 

Let it pass! 

Think how often you have erred; 
Let it pass! 

Since our joys must pass away 
Like the dewdrops on the spray, 
Wherefore should our sorrows stay? 
Let it pass! 


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WHO’S AFRAID IN THE DARK. 

“Afraid in the dark? Not I,” said the owl. 
And he gave a great scowl, 

And he wiped his eye 

And fluffed his jowl. “Too-whoo!” 

Said the cat: “Mi-ew! 

I’ll scratch any one who 
Dares say that I do 
Feel afraid. Mi-ew!” 

“ Afraid,” said the mouse, 

“ Of the dark in the house! 

Hear me scatter, 

Whatever’s the matter. 

Squeak!” 

Then the toad in his hole 
And the bug in the ground, 

They both shook their heads 
And passed the word round; 

And the bird in the tree 
And the fish and the bee, 

They declared, all three, 

That you never did see 
One of them afraid 
In the dark! 

But the little boy who had gone to bed 
Just raised the bedclothes and covered his head. 


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TWO LITTLE GIRLS I KNOW. 

I know a little girl 
(You ? Oh no!) 

Who, when she’s asked to go to bed, 
Does just so: 

She brings a dozen wrinkles out 
And takes the dimples in; 

She puckers up her pretty lips, 

And then she does begin: 

“ Oh, dear me! I don’t see why! 

All the others sit up late, 

And why can’t I ? ” 

Another little girl I know, 

With curly pate, 

Who says: “ When I’m a great big girl 
I’ll sit up late. 

But mama says ’twill make me grow 
To be an early bird.” 

So she and dolly trot away 
Without another word. 

Oh, the sunny smile and the eyes so blue, 
And—why, yes, now I think of it, 

She looks like you. 


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THE CAPTAIN’S DAUGHTER. 

We were crowded in the cabin; 

Not a soul would dare to sleep: 

It was midnight on the waters, 

And a storm was on the deep. 

So we shuddered there in silence, 

For the stoutest held his breath 

While the hungry sea was roaring 
And the breakers talked of death. 

As thus we sat in darkness, 

Each one busy with his prayers, 

“We are lost!” the captain shouted 
As he staggered down the stairs. 

But his little daughter whispered 
As she took his icy hand, 

“ Isn’t God upon the water, 

Just the same as on the land? ” 

Then he kissed the little maiden, 
And he spoke in better cheer; 

And we anchored safe in harbor 
When the morn was shining clear! 


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Contents. 

Kovel Reading. 

The Bound Girl. 

Writing a Letter. 

The Wonderful Scholar. 

Slang. 

The Language of Flowers .... 

The Morning Call. 

The Spoiled Child. 

The Little Travelers. 

Little Things. 

Generosity. 

Country Cousins. 

Winning the Prize. 

The Unfortunate Scholar. 

The Day of Misfortunes. 

Jealousy. 

The May Queen. 

Temptation Resisted. 

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Civiiity Never Lost. 

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The Everlasting Talker. 


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The Epicure. 

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True Charity . 

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Starting in Life. 

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Ambition. 

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Choosing a Trade. 

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The Schoolmaster Abroad.... 

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White Lies.. 


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The Hoyden. . 

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Contents. 


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Slang versus Dictionary...... 

Country or City. 

Turning the Tables. 

The Force of Imagination.... 
The Modern Robinson Crusoe. 

The Threatened Visit. 

The Dandy and the Boor. 

Nature versus Education. 

The Britisli Lion and Ameri¬ 
can Hoosier. 

Curing a Pedant. 

Pursuit of Knowledge under 

Difficulties. 

The Daily Governess. 

The Army and Navy. 

Economy is Wealth. 


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The Intelligence Office. 

Cats. 

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Too Fine and Too Plain. 

The Fourth of July Oration... 

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The Sewing Circle. 

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The Yankee Aunt. 

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The Walking Encyclopedia.... 

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The Model Farmer. 

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Sam Weller s Valentine. 

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The Hungry Traveler. 

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The Rehearsal.. 

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McBride's New Dialogues. Specially designed for School 

and Literary Entertainments. Entirely new and introducing eccentrif 
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Contents. 

A Happy Woman. 

The Somnambulist. 

Those Thompsons. 

Playing School. 

Tom and Sally. 

Assisting Hezekiah. 

A Visit to the Oil Regions. 

Breaking up the Exhibition... 

Turning Around. 

A Little Boys’ Debate. 

The Silver Lining. 

Restraining Jotham...... 

An Uncomfortable Predica¬ 
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The Opening Speech. 

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The Cucumher-Hill Debating 


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Club... 

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Married by the New Justice .. 

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Bread on the Waters. 

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An Unsuccessful Advance .... 

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When Women Have Their 


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Rights. 

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Only Another Footprint. 

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Rosabella’s Lover. 

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A Smart Boy. 

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Acting Drunk. 

Banishing the Bitters. 

The Poisoned Darkies. 

A Meeting of Liquor Dealers.. 

Out of the Depths .. 

The March of Intemperance.. 

Maud’s Command . 

A Beer-Drinker’s Courtship .. 
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Barney’s Resolution. 

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A Temperance Meeting. 

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The Closing of “ The Eagle ” . 

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Don’t Marry a Drunkard to Re- 


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Obtaining a Promise . 

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striking the Blow. 

Curing the Borrowers. 

Another Arrangement. 

Scene in the Bobtown School. 

Mrs. Bolivar’s Quilting. 

A Rumpus... 

Scene in a Railway Station .. 
A Pantaloon Fight. 


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A Boys’ Meeting.. 

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A Happy Family. 

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A Farmers’ Meeting. 

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Uncle Sam’s Wars. 

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Riches Have Wings. 

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The Reclaimed Father. 

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Leaving Jonah. .. 

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Kavanaugh’s Juvenile Speaker, For very little boys and 

girls. Containing short and easily learned Speeches and 
Dialogues, expressly adapted for School Celebrations, May- 
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It contains nearly fifty Speeches and Recitations ; besides 
the following attractive Dialogues ? 


Opening Song... 

Opening Recitation. 

An Interrupted Recitation. 

A Joyful Surprise.. 

How He Had Him.. 

Poetry, Prose, and Fact. 

Small Pitchers have Large Ears 
The Young Critic. 


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Billy Grimes, the Drover__ 


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The Power of Justice. 

The Months.. 

The Four Queens. 

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The Five Wishes. 

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Dick’s Dutch, French and Yankee Dialect Recitations? 

An unsurpassed Collection of Droll Dutch Blunders,Frenchmen’s Funny Mistakes,and 
Ludicrous and Extravagant Yankee Yarns, each Recitation being in its own dialect. 

DUTCH DIALECT 


Def Mule Shtood on der 
Steamboad Deck. 

Go Yay, Becky Miller. 

Der Drummer. 

Mygol Snyder’s Barty. 
Snyder’s Nose. 

Dyin’ Yords of Isaac. 

Fritz und I. 

Betsey und I Hafe Bust Ub. 
Schneider sees Leah. 

Dot Funny Leetle Baby. 
Schnitzerl’s Philosopede. 
Der Dog und der Lobster. 
Schlosser’s Ride. 

Mine Katrine. 

Maud Muller. 

Ein Deutsches Lied. 

Hans and Fritz. 

Schneider’s Tomatoes. 
Deitsche Advertisement. 
Vas Bender Henshpecked. 
Life, Liberty and Lager. 
Der Goot Lookin’ Shnow. 
Mr. Schmidt’s Mistake. 
Home Again. 

Dot Surprise Party. 

Der Wreck of der Hezberus. 
Isaac Rosenthal on the 
Chinese Question. 

Hans Breitmann’s Party. 
Shoo Flies. 

A Dutchman’s Answer. 

How Jake Schneider Went 
Blind. * 

I Yash so Glad I Yash Here. 
The Dutchman and the 
Yankee. 

How the Dutchman Killed 
the Woodchuck. 


Der Nighd Pehind Grisd- 
mas. 

The Dutchman’s Snake. 

Yoppy’s Yarder und Hees 
Drubbles. 

Dhree Shkaders. 

Katrina Likes Me Poody 

Yen. 

Hans in a Fix. 

Leedle Yawcob Strauss. 

How a Dutchman was Done. 

Dot Lambs vot Mary Haf 
Got. 

The Yankee and the Dutch¬ 
man’s Dog. 

Zwei Lager. 

Schneider’s Ride. 

The Dutchman and the 
Small-pox. 

Tiamondts on der Prain. 

A Dutchman’s Testimony 
in a Steamboat Case. 

Hans Breitmann and the 
Turners, 


FRENCH DIALECT. 

The Frenchman’s Dilemma; 
or, Number Five Collect 
Street. 

The Frenchman’s Revenge. 

Noozell and the Organ 
Grinder. 

How a Frenchman Enter¬ 
tained John Bull. 

Mr. Rogers and Monsieur 
Denise. 

The Frenchman and the 
Landlord. 

The Frenchman and the 
Sheep’s Trotters. 


A Frenchman’s Account of 
the Fall. 

I Yant to Fly. 

The Generous Frenchman. 

The Frenchman and the 
Flea Powder. 

The Frenchman and the 
Rats. 

Monsieur Tonson. 

Vat You Please. 

The Frenchman and the 
Mosquitoes. 

The Frenchman’s Patent 
Screw. 

The Frenchman’s Mistake. 

Monsieur Mocquard Be¬ 
tween Two Fires. 


YANKEE DIALECT. 

Mrs. Bean’s Courtship. 

Hez and the Landlord. 
Squire Billings’ Pickerel. 
Deacon Thrush in Meetings 
The Yankee Fireside. 

Peter Sorghum in Love. 

Mrs. Smart Learns how to 
Skate. 

Capt. Hurricane Jones o» 
the Miracles. 

The Dutchman and the 
Yankee. 

The Yankee Landlord. 

The Bewitched Clock. 

The Yankee and the Dutctu 
man’s Dog. 

Aunt Hetty on Matrimony. 
The Courtin’. 

Ebenezer on a Bust. 

Sut Lovingood’s Shirt. 


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through alarge number of volumes of Recitations and Readings,” besides new and 

excellent sketches never before published. 170 pages, paper cover .HO cts. 

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Dick’s Irish Dialect Recitations. A carefully compiled Collec- 

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and Funny Recitals,all told with the irresistible Humor of the Irish dialect. Containing 


Biddy’s Troubles 

Birth of St. Patrick, The. 

Bridget O’Hoolegoin’s Let¬ 
ter. 

Connor. 

Dermot O’Dowd. 

Dick Macnamara’s Matri¬ 
monial Adventures. 

Dying Confession of Paddy 
M’Cabe. 

Father Molloy. 

Father Phil Blake’s Collec¬ 
tion. 

Father Roach. 

Fight of Hell-Kettle. The. 

Handy Andy’s Little Mis¬ 
takes. 

How Dennis 
Pledge. 

How Pat Saved his Bacon. 

Irish Astronomy. 


Took the 


Irish Coquetry. 

Irish Drummer, The. 

Irish Letter, An. 

Irish Philosopher, The. 

Irish Traveler, The. 
Irishman’s Panorama, The. 
Jimmy McBride’s Letter. 
Jimmy Butler and the Owl. 
King O’Toole and St. Kevin. 
Kitty Malone. 

Love in the Kitchen. 

Micky Free and the Priest. 
Miss Malony on the Chinese 
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Mr. O’IIoolahan’8 Mistake, 
Paddy Blake’s Echo. 

Paddy Fagan’s Pedigree. 
Paddy McGrath and the 
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Paddy O’Rafther. 

Paddy the Piper. 


Paddy’s Dream. 

Pat and the Fox. 

Pat and the Gridiron, 

Pat and his Musket. 

Pat and the Oysters, 

Pat’s Criticism. 

Pat’s Letter. 

Pat O’Flanigan’8 Colt. 
Patrick O’Rouke and the 
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Paudeen O’Rafferty’s Say 
Yoyage. 

Peter Mulrooney and the 
Black Filly. 

Phaidrig Croboore. 

Rory O’More’s Present to 
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St. Kevin. 

Teddy O’Toole’s Six Bulls. 
Wake of Tim O’Hara, The. 
Widow Cummiskey, The. 

original pieces, all the very best 


This Collection contains, in addition to new and _ . . 

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Tambo’s End-Men’s Minstrel Gags. Containing some of the 

best Jokes and Repartees of the most celebrated “burnt cork ” performers of our 
day. Tambo and Bones in all sorts and manner of scrapes. This Book is full oi 
Burnt-Cork Drolleries, Funny Stories, Colored Conundrums, Gags and Witty Repar¬ 
tee, all the newest side-splitting conversations between Tambo, Bones, and the In¬ 
terlocutor, and will be found useful alike to the professional and amateur performer; 
Contents : 


A Bird that can’t be 
plucked 

Annihilating Time 
At Last 
Bashful 
Bet, The 
Big Fortune, A 
Blackberrying 
Black Swan, The 
Bones and his little Game H 
Bones and the Monkey 
Tricks 

Bones as a Fortune Teller 
Bones as a Legitimate Ac¬ 
tor 

Bones as a Pilot 
Bones as a Prize Fighter 
Bones as a i4 Stugent ” 
Bones as a Traveler 
Bones as a Victim to the 
Pen 

Bones as a Walkist 
i Bones assists at the Per- 
, formance of a New Piece 

# Bones attends a Seance 

* Bon68 finds Himself Fa- 
) mous 

. Bones gets Dunned 
Bones gets Stuck 

• Bones has a Small Game 
, with the Parson 

' Bones’ Horse Race 
Bones in an Affair of Honor 
Bones in Love 
Bones keeps a Boarding 
House 

Bones on the War Path 
Bones on George Washing¬ 
ton 

Bones on the Light Fantas¬ 
tic 


Bones Opens a Spout Shop 
Bones Plays O’Fella 
Bones sees a Ghost 
Bones Slopes with Sukey 

siy 

Bones tells a 44 Fly ” Story 
Brother will come home to¬ 
night 

Bones as a Carpet Bagger 
Bones as an Inkslinger 
Bones in a New Character 
Bones in Clover 
Bones’ Love Scrape 
“Cullud” Bail, The 
Conundrums 
Curious Boy 
Dancing Mad 

Dat’s What (I’d Like to 
Know 
Definitions 

De Mudder of Inwention 
Difference, The 
Don’t Kiss every Puppy 
“ Far Away in Alabam’ ” 
First White Man, The 
Fishy Argument 
Four-Eleven-Forty-Four 
Four Meetings, The 
From the Poiks 
Girl at the Sewing Ma¬ 
chine 

Hard Times 
Hard to take a Hint 
Heavy Spell, A 
Highfalutin’ 

Horrible ? 

How Bones became a Min¬ 
strel 

How Tambo took his Bit¬ 
ters 

How to do it 


Impulsive Oration 

Inquisitive 

Jeallusest of her Sect 

Legal Problem, A 

Liberal Discount for Cash 

Manager in a Fix, The 

Mathematics 

Merry Life, A 

Momentous Question 

Mosquitoes 

Music 

Notes 

Ob Course 

Our Shop Girls 

Pomp and Ephy Green 

Presidency on de Brain 

Proposed Increase of Taxes 

Railroad Catastrophe 

Reality versus Romance 

Rough on Tambo 

Sassy Sam and Susie Long 

School’s In 

Shakespeare with a Ven¬ 
geance 

Simple Sum in Arithmetic 
Sleighing in the Park 
Sliding Down the Hill 
Style 
Sublime 

Swearing by Proxy 

Tambo’s Traveling Agent 

That Dear Old Home 

“The Pervisions, Josiar 

Thieves 

Tonsorial 

Toast, A 

Uncle Eph’s Lament 
Waiting to See Him Off 
You Bet 

And 40 popular songs and 
dances. 

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McBride’s Comic Speeches and Recitations. Designed for 

Schools, Literary and Social Circles. By H. Elliott McBride, Author of “McBride’s 
Humorous Dialogues,” etc., etc. This is one of the very best series of original 
speeches, in Yankee, Darkey, Spread-Eagle and village styles, with a number of 
diverting addresses and recitations, and funny stories, forming an excellent volume 
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A Burst of Indignation 
Disco’se by a Colored Man 
A Trumpet Sarmon 
Sarmon on Skilletvillers 
Nancy Matilda Jones 
Hezeklah’s Proposal 
About the Billikinses 
Betsy and I are Out Once 
More 

A Stump Speech 
About Katharine 
Deborah Doolittle’s Speech 
on Women’s Rights 
A Salutatory 
A Mournful Story 

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An Address to Schoolboys 
Zachariah Popp’s Court¬ 
ship and Marriage 
A Sad Story 

How to Make Hasty Pud¬ 
ding 

My Matilda Jane 
Courtship, Marriage, Sep¬ 
aration and Reunion 
Lecture by a Yankee 
A Colored Man’s Disco’s© 
on Different Subjects 
A Girl’s Address to Boys 
McSwinger’s Fate 


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Peter Peabody’s Stump 
Speech 

Mr. Styx Rejoices on Ac¬ 
count of a New Well 
Spring 

Victuals and Drink 
Speech by Billy Higgins on 
the Destruction of His 
Rambo Apple Tree 
A Boy’s Address to Young 
Ladies 

An Old Man’s Address to 
Young Wives 
Salu-ta-tat-u-a-ry 
Valedictory. 

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Beecher’s Recitations and Readings. 

Dramatic. Designed for Public and Private Exhibitions. 


Miss Maloney at the Den¬ 
tist’s 

Lost and Found 
Mygel Snyder’s Party 
Magdalena 

Jim Wolfe and the Cats 
The Woolen Doll 
The Charity Dinner 
Go-Morrow or, Lots Wife 
The Wind and the Moon 
Dyin’ Words os Isaac 
Maude Muller in Dutch 
Moses the Sassy 
Yarn of the u Nancy Bell” 
Paddy the Piper 
Schneider sees “Leah ” 
Caldwell of Springfield 
Artemus Ward's Panorama 
Tale of a Servant Girl 
How a Frenchman Enter¬ 
tained John Bull 
Tiamondts on der Prain 
King Robert of Sicily 
Gloverson the Mormon 
De Pint wid Ole Pete 
Pat and the Pig 
The Widow Bedott’s Letter 

Paper covers. Price 
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The Cry of the Children 
The Dutchman and the 
Small-pox 
Sculpin 

Rats—Descriptive Recita¬ 
tion 

A Reader Introduces Him¬ 
self to an Audience 
A Dutchman's Dolly Var- 
den 

11 Rock of Ages ” 

Feeding the Black Fillies 
The Hornet 

The Glove and the Lions 

I Yant to Fly 

That Dog of Jim Smiley’s 

The Faithful Soul 

“My New Pittayatees ” 

Mary Ann’s Wedding 

An Inquiring Yankee 

The Three Bells 

Love in a Balloon 

Mrs. Brown on the Streets 

Shoo Flies 

Discourse by the Rev Mr. 
Bosan 

Without the Children 


Humorous, Serious, 

Contents : 

Signor Billsmethi’s Dado¬ 
ing Academy 
Der Goot Lookin Shnow 
The Jumping Frog 
The Lost Chord 
The Talc of a Leg 
That West-side Dog 
How Dennis Took the 
Pledge 

The Fisherman’s Summons 
Badger’s Debut as Hamlet 
Hezekiah Stole the Spoons 
Paddy’s Dream 
Victuals and Drink 
How Jake Schneider Went 
Blind 

Aurelia’s Young Man 
Mrs. Brown on Modern 

Houses 

Farm Yard Song 
Murphy’s Pork Barrel 
The Prayer Seeker 
An Extraordinary Phe¬ 

nomenon 

The Case of Young Bangs 
A Mule Ride in Florida 
Dhree Shkaders 

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Dick’s Ethiopian Scenes, Variety Sketches and Stump 

Speeches. Containing the following Rich Collection of Negro Dialogues, Scenes, 
Farces, End-Men’s Jokes, Gags, Rollicking Stories, Excruciating Conundrums, Ques¬ 
tions and Answers for Bones, Tambo and Interlocutor, etc. Contents: 


; s Gwine to Jine de Ma¬ 
sons 

Jes’ Nail dat Mink to de 
Stable Do’—Oration 
But the Villain still Pur¬ 
sued Her—A Thrilling 
Tale 

Bones at a Free-and-Easy 
Buncombe Speech 
Shakespeare Improved 
End Gag—Bones and Tam¬ 
bo 

A Man of Nerve—Comic 
Sketch 

End Gag—Bones and Tam¬ 
bo 

Uncle Pete—Darkey Sketch 
The Rival Darkeys 
The Stage-Struck Darkey 
Add Ryman’s Fourth of 
July Oration 

Absent-Mindedness—Bones 
and Tambo 

Don’t Call a Man a Liar 
The Mysterious Darkev 
Rev Uncle Jim’s Sermon 
The ’Possum-Run Debating 
Society 

Tim Murphy's Irish Stew 
Brudder Bonas in Love- 
Interlocutor and Bones 
’Lixey ; or, The Old Gum 
Game—Negro Scene 
Brudder Bones’ Duel 
Brudder Bones’ Sweetheart 
Brudder Bones in Hard 
Luck 

Two Left-Bones and Tambo 

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Speech on Boils 
How Bones Cured a Smoky 
Chimney 

Sermor on Keards, Hosses, 
Fiddlers, etc. 

Huggin’ Lamp-Posts 
Not Opposed to Matrimony 
How Pat Sold a Dutchman 
The Coopers—one Act Farce 
Questions Easily Answered 
—Bones and tambo 
Examination in Natural 
History—Minstrel Dia¬ 

logue 

O’Quirk’s Sinecure 
The Widower’s Speech 
Bones at a Raffle 
Uncle Pete’s Sermon 
Bones at a Soiree—Interlo¬ 
cutor and Bones 
Speech on Woman’s Rights 
Bones’ Discovery 
Mark Twain Introduces 
Himself — Characteristic 
Speech 

Speech on Happiness 
Burnt Corkers—Minstrel 
Dialogue 

The Nervous Woman 
The Five Senses—Minstrel 
Dialogue 

The Dutchman’s Experi¬ 
ence 

Essay on the Wheelbarrow 
Bones at a Pic-Nic 
The Virginia Mummy— 
Negro Farce 


Brudder Bones in Clover 
Artemus Ward’s Advice to 
Husbands 

Where the Lion Roareth, 
and the Wang-Doodle 
Mourneth 

Romeo and Juliet in 1880 
Artemus Ward’s Panorama 
Brudder Bones as a Carpet- 
Bagger—Interlocutor and 
Bones 

Major Jones’ Fourth of July 
Oration 

Curiosities for a Museum— 
Minstrel Dialogue 
Burlesque Oration on Mat¬ 
rimony 

Brudder Bones on the Rag¬ 
ing Canawl 

The Snackin’-Turtle Man— 
Ethiopian Sketch 
Bones’ Dream—Ethiopian 
Sketch 

Come and Hug Me 
Widow O’Brien’s Toast 
Scenes at the Police Court 
—Musical Minstrel Dia¬ 
logue 

Brudder Bones as a Log- 
Roller 

De Pint Wid Old Pete— 
Negro Dialect Recitation 
A Touching Appeal—Dutch 
Dialect Recitation 
Wounded in the Corners 
Darkey Dialogue 
End Gag—Interlocutor and 
Bones 

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Kavanaugh’s New Speeches and Dialogues for Young 

Children. Containing easy pieces in plain language, readily understood 
by little children, and expressly adapted for School Exhibitions and Christ- 
mas and other juvenile celebrations. By Mrs. Russell Kavanaugh. -this 
is an entirely new series of Recitations and Dialogues by this author, anq 
full of pieces, in her well-known style of familiar simplicity, admirably 
calculated to give the little ones additional opportunities to distinguish 
themselves before an audience. It contains the following: 

4 

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Introduction... 

Opening Speech. 

Speech for a School Exhibition 

The Parcro (The Fates). 

"Which Would You Rather Be? 

Speech fora Tiny Girl. 

An Old Story, for a Child. 

Speech for a Boy. 

A. Sudden Revulsion. 

Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus. A 
Novel Christmas Festival.. 

May Celebration. 

Speech of Crowner. 

Speech of Sceptre-Bearer. . 

Speech of Fun. 

Speech of Frolic. 

Speech of Vanity. 

Speech of Modesty. 

Speech of Beauty. 

Speech of Jollity. 

Speech of Boot-Black. 

Speech of News-Boy. 

Speech of May-Queen..... 
The Tables Turned, for a Child 

Speech for a Bsoy. 

Speech for a Small Boy. 

Speech for a Very Little Boy.. 
The Farmer Boy and the City 

Dude. 

The Small Boy. 

Transposed . 

The Sun and His Satellites.... 

Speech of the Sun. 

Speech of the Moon. 

Speech of Mercury. 

Speech of Mars. 

Speech of Jupiter. 

Speech of Saturn. 

Speech of Venus. 

True Happiness. 

Genius and Application. 

Five Versus Twenty-five. 

Saved from Suicide. 

Speech for a Very Small Child 

Three Enigmas. 

Tickle his Hand with a Ten 

Dollar Bill. 

Speech for a Small Boy. 

Beautiful Belles, for several 

Girls. 

Beautiful Dudes, for several 
Boys. 


Four Little Rose-Buds. 

A Bouquet. 

Ta! Ta!. 

Speech for a Very Little Girl 
Speech for a Very Little Boy 

Blood Will TeU.. 

A Warning. 

A Race for Life. 

“He is a Brick ”. 

Speech for a Small Boy. 

Watching. 

Gold. 

A Touching Incident. 

Buy a Broom, for several Girls 
Confusion Worse Confounded 
A Relentless Tyrant, for a Child 

My Brother Jean. 

The Gratitude of the World.. 

At the Skating Rink. 

Dimes ! Oh, Dimes !. 

A Fatal Bait, for a Child.... 
The Decorated Donkey, for a 

Child. 

Tight Times. 

The Reason Why. 

A Modern Flirtation. 

Country Meeting Talk. 

Speech.. 

Deeds of Kindness. 

The Boy’s Complaint. 

What Not to Do. 

Temperance Address. 

The Quarrelsome Boy. 

An Awful Fly, for a Little One 

Content. 

The Winds of the Prairie. 

Santa Claus’ Christmas Tree 

Speech. 

The Creator. 

Where Did They Go. 

The Parting Lovers. 

Do Your Best. 

Cherish Kindly Feelings. 

Advice to Boys. 

I Wish I Was a Grown-up .... 
No Time Like the Present.... 

Tfie Boys We Need. 

Summer Vacation. 

MUSIC. 

Three Bright Stars. 

Beautiful Belles. 

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Howard’s Recitations. Comic, Serious and Pathetic. Col 

lection of fresh Recitations in Prose and Poetry, suitable for Anniver¬ 
saries, Exhibitions, Social Gatherings, and Evening Parties. Contents : 


Miss Malony on the Chinese 
Question 
Kit Carson’s Ride 
Buck Fanshaw’s Funeral 
Knocked About 
Puzzled Dutchman 
Shamus O’Brien 
Naughty Little Girl 
Bells of Shandon 
No Sect in Heaven 
Rory O’Moore’s Present 
Mother’s Fool” 

Queen Elizabeth—a Comic 
Oration 
The Starling 
Lord Dundreary’s Riddle 
The Stuttering Lass 
The Irish Traveler 
The Remedy as Bad as the 
Disease 

A Subject for Dissection 
The Heathen Chinee 
Mona’s Waters 
A Showman on the Wood¬ 
chuck 

How Happy I’ll Be 
A Frenchman’s Account of 
the Fall 
Isabel’s Grave 
Parson and the Spaniel 


An Irishman’s Letter 
Irish Letter 
The Halibut in Love 
The Merry Soap-Boiler 
The Unbeliever 
The Voices at the Throne 
Dundreary Proposing 
The Fir eman 
Paul Revere’s Ride 
Annie and Willie’s Prayer 
A Frenchman on Macbeth 
The New Church Organ 
Katrin aLikes me Poody Veil 
How to Save a Thousand 
Pounds 

How I Got Invited to Dinner 
Patient Joe 

Jimmy Butler and the Owl 
The Menagerie 
Old Quizzle 
Infidel and Quaker 
The La wyer and the Chim- 
ney-S weeper 
Bill Mas on’s Bride 
Judging by Appearances 
The Death’s H*ad 
Betsey and I are Out 
Betsey Destroys the Paper 
Father Blake’s Collection 
Blank Verse in Rhyme 


Roguery Taught 
Banty Tim 

Antony and Cleopatra 
Deacon Hezetoah 
The Frenchman and Hie 
Lan dlord 

The Family Quarrel—A Dia¬ 
logue on the Sixteenth 
Amendment 
The Guess 
Atheist and Acorn 
Brother Watkins 
Hans in a Fix 
To-M orrow 

The Highgate Butcher 
The Lucky Call 
Challen ging the Foreman 
Country Schoolmaster 
The Matrimonial Bugs and 
the Travelers 
Peter Sorghum in Love 
Tim Tuff 
Nick V an Stann 
The Debating Society 
Deacon Stokes 
To Our Honored Dead 
The Dying Soldier 
The Yankee Fireside 
The Suicidal Cat 
The Son’s Wish 

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Spencer’s Book of Comic Speeches and Humorous Recita¬ 
tions A collection of Comic Speeches and Dialogues, Dramatic Scenes 
and Characteristic Soliloquies and Stories Suitable for School Exhibitions. 
Contents: 


Comic Prologue and Intro¬ 
duction 

The 'Y ankee Landlord 
His Eye was Stern 
The Goddess of Slang 
Dick, the Apprentice 
Courting in French Hollow 
The Case Altered 
Fox and the Ranger 
The Declaration 
The Warrantee Deed 
A Night’s Adventure 
Julia—Comic Love Scene 
Saying not Meaning 
Negro Burlesque for 3 males 
The Nimmers 
Gucom and the Back-log 
Widow Bedott’s Mistake 
How a Bashful Lover 44 Pop¬ 
ped the Question” 
Crossing Dixie 
My Last Shirt 
The Three Black Crows 
The Barber’s Shop 
Paddy O’Rafther 
Decidedly Coo 

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Frenchman and the Rats 
The Jester Condemned to 
Death 

Kindred Quacks 
Hans Breitmann’s Party 
The Generous Frenchman 
Saint Jonathan 
Stump Speech 
The Rival Lodgers 
The Frenchman and the 
Mosquitoes 
The Maiden’s Mishap 
The Removal 
Talking Latin 
Praying for Rain 
Darkey Photographer 
Paddy and his Musket 
Hezekiah Bedott 
Uncle Reuben’s Tale 
Mr. Caudle has been to a 
Fair 

Chemist and his Love 
Disgusted Dutchman 
The Frightened Traveler 
Jewess and her Son 
Clerical Wit—True Lies 


The School House 
Daniel versus Dishclout 
Spectacles 
The Pig 
A Stray Parrot 
Dame Fredegonde 
Toby Tosspot 
Courtship and Matrimony 
Rings and Seals 
The Biter Bit 
Pat and the Gridiron 
Barmecide’s Feast 
The Country Pedagogue 
The Middle aged Man and 
Two Widows 

Saratoga Waiter—N e g r o 
Scene for 2 males 
The Wrangling Pair—A Po¬ 
etical Dialogue for Male 
and Female 
A Connubial Eclogue 
The Italian from Cork 
Gasper Schnapps’ Exploit 
Epilogue—Suitable for Con¬ 
clusion of an Entertain¬ 
ment 

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Martine’s Droll Dialogues and Laughable Recitations. 

A collection of Humorous Dialogues, Comic Recitations and Spirited 
Stump Speeches and Farces, adapted for School and other Celebrations. 


Contents; 

Hints to Amateur Actors. 
Humorous Poetical Address 
The Bell and the Gong 
Mrs. Dove’s Boarding House 
The Wilkins Family 
The Lawyer’s Stratagem 
Eulogy on Laughing 
Drawing a Long Bow. For 
3 males and l female. 

The Origin of Woman’s As¬ 
cendency over Man 
Veny Raynor’s Bear Story 
The Game of Life 
The Fortune Hunter. For 
2 males and 8 females 
The Parson and the Widow 
Hezekiah Stubbins’ Fourth 
of July Oration 
Make your Wills Farce for 
7 male charact ers 
Mr. Rogers and Monsieur 
Denise 

Job Trotter’s Secret 


The Darkey Debating Soci-J 
ety. Dialogue for 2 males 
The Scandal Monger. Dia¬ 
logue for 2 males and 2 fe¬ 
males 

Poor Richard’s Sayings 
Prologue to 44 The Appren¬ 
tice ” 

Address in the character of 
u Hope ” A Prologue 
Parody on the Declaration 
of Independence 
Bombastes Furioso. A Bur¬ 
lesque for 7 males 
Characteristic Address 
Examining de Bumps, Ethi¬ 
opian Dialogue for 2 males 
Election Stump Speech 
A Matrimonial Tiff. Dia- 
ogue for l male and 2 fe¬ 
males 

The Frenchman and the 
Sheep’s Trotters 


The Poor Relation. Comic 
Drama for 7 males 
Yat you Please 
The Babes in the Wood. For 
3 males and 4 females. 

My Aunt. 

Handy Andy’s Mistakes^ 

The Cat Eater. 

A Shocking Mistake Dia¬ 
logue for 3 males and 2 
females 

Wanted a Governess 
Rival Broom Makers 
Paudeen O’Rafferty’s Say* 
Voyage 

Mr. Caudle’s Wedding Din¬ 
ner 

Our Cousins. Negro Dia^ 
logue for 2 male characters 
Mr. Caudle made a Mason 
Address of Sergeant Buzfua 
The Wonderful Whalers 
Sam Weller’s Valentine 


188 pages. Paper Covers. Price. 30 ctS. 

Bound in Boards, cloth back.... . 50 CtS. 


Wilson’s Book of Recitations and Dialogues. Containing 

a choice selection of Poetical and Prose Recitations. Designed as an As¬ 
sistant to Teachers and Students in preparing Exhibitions. By Floyd B. 


Wilson, Professor of E 

Instruction in Elocution 
Dedication of Gettysburg 
Cemetery 
Sheridan’s Ride 
There’s but one Pair of 
Stockings 
Modulation 
Drummer Boy’* burial 
Jocn Maynard, the Pilot 
The Boys 
The Duel 

Lochiel’s Warning 
Socrates Snooks 
Mosaic Poetry 

Burial of the Champion of 
his Class at Yale College 
Scott and the Veteran 
Barbara Frietchie 
I Wouldn’t—Would You? 
The Professor Puzzled 
Thanatopsis 
The Two Roads 
The Pawnbroker’s Shop 
The Sophomore’s Soliloquy 
The Nation’s Hymn 
Address to a Skeleton 
A Glass of Cold Water 
little Gretchen; or New 
Year’s Eve 

Good News from Ghent 
The Sea Captain’s Story 
Our Heroes ^ 

The Closing Year 
Burial of Little Nell 


icution. Contents: 

The Picket Guard 
The Poor Man and the Fiend 
Our Country’s Call 
The Conquered Banner 
The High Tide ; or, the 
Brides of Enderby 
Death of Gaudentis 
Don Garzia 
Past Meridian 
The Founding of Gettysburg 
Monument 

Spartacus to the Gladiators 
Soliloquy of the Dying Al¬ 
chemist 

The Country Justice 
Unjust National Acquisition 
Dimes and Dollars 
Dead Drummer Boy 
Home 

Responsibility of American 
Citizens 

The Jester’s Sermon 
Left on the Battle Field 
The American Flag 
Oh l Why should the Spirit 
of Mortal be Proud ? 
Parrhasius 
The Vagabonds 
A Bridal Wine Cup 
Blanche of Devan’s Last 
Words 

Widow Eedott to Elder 
Sniffles 

A Psalm of the Union 


Charge of a Dutch Magis¬ 
trate 

Stars in my Country’s Sky 
Bingen on the Rhine 
Religious Character of Presi¬ 
dent Lincoln 
The Raven 
The Loyal Legion 
Agnes and the Y ears 
Cataline’s Defiance 
Our Folks 

The Beautiful Snow 
The Ambitious Youth 
The Flag of Washington 
The Abbot of Waltham 
Ode to an Infant Son 
The Scholar’s Mission 
Claude Melnotte’s Apology 
Forging of the Anchor 
Wreck of the Hesperus 
The Man of Ross 
No Work the Hardest Work 
What is Time ? 

Brutus’s Oration over the 
Body of Lucretia 
What is That, Mother? 

A Colloquy with Myself 
St. Philip Neri and the 
Youth 

The Chameleon 
Henry the Fourth’s SoMk 
oquy on Sleep r 
On Procrastination 
Appendix 


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Brudder Bones’ Book of Stump Speeches and Burlesque 

Orations. Also containing Humorous Lectures, Ethiopian Dialogues, 
Plantation Scenes, Negro Farces and Burlesques, Laughable Inter¬ 
ludes and Comic Recitations. Contents : 


If I may so Speak. Bur¬ 
lesque Oration 
Dr. Plllshury'8 Lecture on 
Politics 

Vegetable Poetry. For 2 
males 

Teco Brag’s Lecture on As¬ 
tronomy 

We saw Her but a Moment 
Stocks Up, Stocks Down. 
For 2 males 

Brudder Bones’ Love 
Scrapes. 

Stump Speech ; or, ‘‘Any 
other Man.” 

War’s your Hoss. Dia¬ 
logue Recital 

Geology. Dialogue for 2 
males 

Tin-pan-o-ni-on. For Leader 
and Orchestra 
Dr. Pufl Stuff’s Lecture on 
Patent Mediciues 
Sailing. For 2 males 
Challenge Dance. For 3 
males 

Lecture on Bad Boys 
Tony Pastor’s Great Union 
Speech 

A Tough Boarding House 
Sleeping Child, 2 males 
Ain’t I Right, Eh ? Speech 
Wonderful Egg. For 2 males 
Bootblack’s Soliloquy 
Lecture to a Fire Company 


Julius’Peaches. For 2 males 
De Trouble Begins at Nine 
The Arkansas Traveler. 

For 2 Violin players 
Slap Jack. For 2 Darkeys 
Turkey - town Celebration. 
An Oration 

Uncle Steve’s Stump Speech 
A Midnight Murder 
Dat’s What’s de Matter 
The Freezing Bed Feller 
Mr. and Mrs. Wilkins 
Paddy Fagan’s Pedigree 
The Rival Darkeys. Act for 
2 males 

Hans Sourcrout on Signs 
and Omens 

Hun-ki-do-ris Fourth of July 
Oration 

Josh Billings on Mosquitoes 
History of Cam John Smith 
A Speech on Women 
Impulsive Peroration 
The Bet. For 2 Darkeys 
Old Times gone By. Dia¬ 
logue for 2 Darkeys 
The Echo. Act for 2 Negroes 
Sol Slocum’s Bugle. 

Western Stump Speech 
In the Show Business. Dia¬ 
logue for 2 males 
“We are.” Stump Oration 
Original Burlesque Oration 
Waiting to see Him off. For 
2 males 


Patriotic Stump Speech 
De Railroad Accident. For 
2 Darkeys 

The Dutchman’s Lecture 
Prof- Unworth’s Lecture 
The Three old Ladies 
Josh Billings’ Lecture onto 
Musick 

Brudder Bones’ Lady-Love. 

Dialogue for 2 males 
Deaf—In a Horn. Act for 2 
males 

Or any Oder Man’s Dog. A 
Speech 

Happy Uncle Tom 
Stick a Pin Dere, Brudder 
Horace 

Lecture on Woman’s Rights 
Dat’s wo, de “Ledger” says. 
For 2 Darkeys 

Goose Hollow Stump Speech 
De Milk in de Cocoa Nut 
A Dutchman’s Answer 
Lecture on Cats 
The Patent Screw 
The Auctioneer 
Hints on Courtship 
Dutch Recruiting Officer 
Spirit Rappings. Dialogue 
for 2 males 
Dar’s de Money 
Let Her Rip. Burlesque 
Lecture 

The Stranger. Scene for 1 
male and 1 female 

.30 cts. 

.50 cts. 


16 mo. 188 pages. Paper covers. Price 
Bound in hoards, illuminated—. 


Dick’s Diverting Dialogues. A collection of effective Dra¬ 
matic Dialogues, written expressly for this work by various authors, and 
adapted for Parlor Performances. They are short, full of telling “ situa¬ 
tions,” introducing easy dialect characters, and present the least possible 
difficulties in scenery and costume to render them exceedingly attractive, 
Edited by Wm, B. Dick. 


Lost and Won. 

Running for Office. 

The Uncle. A Proverb. 

Love’s Labor’Not Lost. 

Wanted—A Nurse.. 

Almost A Tragedy. 

The Will. A Proverb-,- 

Who Wears the Breeches. 

A Cold in the Head. 

The Wedding Day. A Proverb 


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A Society for Doing Good. 

4 


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The Reception. A Proverb.... 

2 

1 

2 

Caught in their Own Trap. 

2 

1 

2 

Elwood’s Decision. 


3 

2 

The Report. A Proverb. 

2 


2 

Reformed Mormon Tippler... 

3 

1 

3 

The Fortune Hunter. A Proverb 

2 

1 

1 

Petticoat Government. 

1 

4 

2 

Now or Never. A Proverb.... 

1 

1 

3 

A Close Shave. 



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2 
2 
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2 

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Including a complete programme of effective Living Portraits 
Tableaux, with full directions for exhibiting them successfully. 

Bound in Boards.30 Cts. 

Paper Covers. . .... .50 CtS» 































Dick’s Comic and Dialect Recitations. A capital collection 

of Comic Recitations, Ludicrous Dialogues, Funny Stories, and Inimitable 
Dialect Pieces, containing: 


An Aesthetic Housekeeper 
At tho Rug Auction 
Aunt Sophronia Tabor at the 
Opera—Yankee Dialect 
Awfully Lovely Philosophy 
Bad Boy and the Limburger 
Cheese, The 

Barbara Frietchie—Dutch 
Boy in the Dime Museum 
Bric-a-Brac 

Brudder Johnson on ’Lectri- 
city—Negro Dialect 
Butterwiek’s Weakness 
By Special Request 
Can this be True? 

Champion Liar, The 
Conversion of Colonel Quagg 
Cut, Cut Behind—Dutch 
Debit and Credit in the Next 
World 

Der Oak und der Vine 
per ’Sperience of Reb’rend 
Quacko Strong—Negro 
Per Vater Mill 
Doctor’s Story, 

Dutch Advertisement, 
Dutchman and the Raven 
Dutch Security—Dutch 
Early Bird, The 
Gentle Mule, The 
Granny Whar You Gwine ? 
Girl of Culture, 

Goin’ Somewhere—Yankee 
Bound in Boards 
Paper Covers.... 


Go-Morrow, or Lot’s Wife 
Hard Witness, A 
Horse that Wins the Race 
How a Woman Does It 
How Buck was Brought to 
Time—Yankee Dialect 
How Uncle Fin had the 
Laugh on the Boys 
Humming Top, The 
In der Shweed Long Ago 
Inquisitive Boy, The 
Irishman’s Perplexity, An 
Jim Onderdonk’s Sunday- 
School Oration 
John Chinaman’s Protest 
Juvenile Inquisitor, A 
Malony’s Will—Irish Dialect 
Mark Twain on the 19th 
Century 

Mickey Feeny and the Priest 
Mine Moder-in-Law 
Mother’s Doughnuts 
Mr. and Mrs. Potterman 
Mr. Schmidt’s Mistake 
Mr. Spoopendyke Hears 
Burglars 

O’Branigan’s Drill 
Old Bill Stevens 
Old Erasmus’ Temperance 
Pledge—Negro Dialect 
Ole Settlers’ Meetun 
Original Love Story, An 
Our Debating Club 


Parson Jinglejaw’s Surprise 
Pat’s Correspondence 
Pleasures of the Telephone 
Positively the Last Perfor¬ 
mance—Cockney Dialect 
Raven, The—Dutch Dialed 
Sad Fate of a Policeman 
Scripture Questions 
Sermon for the Sisters, A 
Solemn Book-Agent, The 
That Fire at Nolan’s 
That Freckle-Faced Girl 
The Latest Barbara Frictk 
chie—Dutch Dialect 
The Paper Don’t Say 
Thikhead’s New Year’s Call 
Tickled all Oafer 
’Twas at Manhattan Beach 
Uncle Billy’s Disaster 
Uncle Mellick Dines with his 
Master—Negro Dialect 
Uncle Remus’ Tar Baby 
(Jncle Reuben’s Baptism 
United Order of Half-Shells 
Waiter’s Trials, A 
Warning to Woman, A 
Ways of Girls at the Play 
Western Artist’s Accom¬ 
plishments, A 
Wily Bee, The 

Woman’s Description of a 
Play, A 

Yalxer Dog, The 

30 cts. 
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Barton’s Comic Recitations and Humorous Dialogues. 

Containing a variety of Comic Kecitations in Prose and Poetry, Amusing 
Dialogues, Burlesque Scenes, Eccentric Orations, Humorous Interludes 
and Laughable Farces. 


A Prologue to Open an En- 
tertainment 
The Stage-Struck Hero 
Here She Goes—and There 
She Goes 

Pastor M’Knock’s Address 
Old Sugar’s Courtship 
The Bachelor’s Reasons for 
Taking a Wife 
The Spanish Valet and the 
Maid—Dialogue for 1 male 
and 1 Female. 

The Jackdaw of Rheims 
Jonathan and the English¬ 
man 

Artemus Ward’s Trip 
Auctioneer and the Lawyer 
Mr and Mrs. Skinner 
The Bachelor and the Bride 
Druukard and his Wife 
A Western Lawyer’s Plea 
against the Fact 
Reading a Tragedy 
Cast-off Garments 
How to Cure a Cough 
The Soldier’s Return * 
Countrymen and the Ass 
Come and Go 
Paper Covers. Price.. 
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How they Pop the Qpention 
The Clever Idiot 
The Knights 

How the Lawyer got a 
Patron Saint 

Josh Billings on Laughing 
Night after Christmas 
A Change of System—for 2 
males and 1 female 
Citizen and the Thieves 
Bogg’s Dogs 
The Smack in School 
The Tinker and the Miller’s 
Daughter 

An Original Parody 
The Parsons and the Cork¬ 
screw 

The Old Gentleman who 
Married a Young Wife— 
Stage-StruckDarkey—Inter¬ 
lude for males 
Goody Grim versus Lapstone 
—Dialogue for 4 males 
The Woman of Mind 
Wanted, a Confederate— 
Farce for 4 males 
Lodgings for Single Gentle¬ 
men 


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Nursery Reminiscences 
The Farmer and the Coufi 
cellor 

The Pugilists 
How Pat Saved his Bacon 
The Irish Drummer 
Mike Hooter’s Bear Story 
The Critic 

Mr, Caudle Wants a Latch 

Key 

Humbugging a Tourist 
The Widow’s Victim—for 2 
males and 1 female 
Josh Killings on the Mule 
Tinker and^ *he Glazier 
Wonderful Dream—Negro 
Dialogue for 2 males 
An Occasional Address—For 
a Lady’s First Appearance 
An Occasional Prologue— 
For Opening a Perfor¬ 
mance 

Address on Closing a Per¬ 
formance 

A Prologue for a Perfor¬ 
mance by Boys 
An Epilogue for a School 
Performance 

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Dunne’s Draughts-Players’ Guide. 1.50 

Dick’s Games of Patience ; or, Solitaire with Cards. 1.00 

Dick’s Art of Gymnastics. 1-00 

Hoyle’s Games, by “Trumps”.50 

Gossip’s Chess-Player's Text Book.,.75 

Marache’s Manual of Chess.50 

Dick’s Hand-Book of Cribbage.50 

Modern Whist, by “trumps”..25 

Dick's Original Album Verses and Acrostics.50 

Dick’s Book of Toasts, Speeches and Responses.50 

Barber’s American Book of Ready-Made Speeches.50 

How to Conduct a Debate.50 

The Debater, Chairman’s Assistant, and Rules of Order.50 

Ogden’s Model Speeches for all School Occasions.50 

Ogden’s Skeleton Essays. 50 

The Worcester Letter-Writer and Business Forms.50 

Dick’s Common Sense Letter-Writer.... .50 

North’s Book of Love-Letters.50 

Dick’s Commercial Letter-Writer.50 

Martine’sSensible Letter-Writer.....50 

Frost's American Etiquette.50 

Cruden’s Calisthenic Training and Musical Drill.....50 

Dick’s Palmistry Made Easy.50 

Day’s American Ready-Reckoner... 50 

The American Housewife, and Kitchen Directory.50 

The Amateur Trapper and Trap-Maker’s Guide. .*.50 

Dick’s Quadrille Call-Book and Ball-Room Prompter.50 

The Banjo and How to Play It.-.50 

The Young Reporter; How to Write Short-Hand.50 

Dick’s Festival Reciter.30 

Dick’s Dutch, French and Yankee Dialect Recitations.30 

Kavanaugh’9 Juvenile Speaker, for little children. ..30 

Dick’s Irish Dialect Recitations. 30 

Kavanaugh’s New Speeches for little children.30 

Brudder Bones’ Stump Speeches and Burlesque Orations.30 

Dick’s Comic Dialogues.30 

Holmes' Very Little Dialogues.30 

McBride's Comic Dialogues... 30 

Burton’s Amateur Actor. 30 

Frost's Dramatic Proverbs and Charades.30 

Frost's Tableaux and Shadow Pantomimes.30 

Dick's Parlor Exhibitions.30 

The Parlor Magician.30 

The Art and Etiquette of Making Love...30 

The Mishaps and Adve* -res of Obadiah Oldbuck.30 

Dick’s Log and Lumber deasurer.25 


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